Today is Mom’s 94th birthday. Glad to report she’s still here. I must admit out loud on this side of the grave that being alongside as she ages has its sadness and inconveniences.
And one thing I will miss immensely when she goes is that now I can brag to her without reservation. She listens and beams. My mother is the firstborn in her family too which she gently reminds me sometimes when we snarl. She has taught me to be full of myself after all.
Is this confessional or simply a statement of fact?
Readings
Thu – Mar 17 Daniel 3:19-30 Revelation 2:8-11 Psalm 63:1-8
Always Bridging 