It
is that time of year…when memories flood into my heart, then spill out through
my eyes. I still think every 8 PM phone
call, must be Mom…(that was typically after the second or third glass of wine….she
is my mother after all!) I remember getting frustrated with her, rolling my
eyes over the phone, sure she somehow, someway could see me do it. And then after a few moments of exasperation I
would tell myself be in the moment, enjoy, laugh and remember
that one day I will wish with all of my heart I could do just this..... Today is one of those days."Alone Again" Gilbert O'Sullivan
No comments:
Post a Comment