Me, Mama to each of you
Hair wild and curly, each curl with a mind of its own, like me, and with as much attitude, I think.
Eyes that seek and search and scan my world, my circumstances, looking, always looking for beauty and wonder.
Smile that comes easily, readily around the ones who see me, the ones who bring me joy.
Laughter that echoes with delight, inspired again and again by the man I married and by moments shared that lighten the load and brighten the darkness.
Delight that is steeped in wonders great and small, in new or familiar stories, in experiences and time spent in meaningful, thought-provoking, wandering conversations or time spent in prayer.
Curiosity that ebbs and flows, latches on with tendrils to ideas and what ifs and the cosmos and the Creator.
Creativity that conjures up words and moving pictures in my mind, enticing me like a muse to weave stories from images and characters, circumstances and adventure.
Wonderings that wander to and fro, entertaining questions and possibilities and goodness and opportunities.
Me—a sojourner in search of the ancient paths on a pilgrimage toward the sacred, the extraordinary, the Creator, the mysteries not yet revealed that allure and inspire and encourage me to seek beyond myself.
Us
Each unique yet entwined and stronger through connection, relationship.
Our stories interwoven, overlapping, interdependent, beautiful.
Smiles steeped in
Laughter that spills over and swells in tides of
Delight shared in moments and music and stories and time spent steeped in
Curiosity and adventures and read alouds and wonderings without limits with
Creativity sprinkled and scattered and strewn across empty pages, Procreate programs, sketchbooks, and shared with
Each other, with
Joy and hope and delight, reveling in
Time together, time creating, always
Together, entwined and stronger through connection, relationship. Us.