My Mom, Emily Leatrice and me. Early 1954.
April 21, 2014
Cool and clear
I’m looking at one of the refrigerator magnets I bought for you back in the early 2000s. It looks brand new. You always took such good care of even the slightest trinket or bauble I gave you.
This magnet has a the quote, “There’s a special way a mom can gently fill each day with love.”
I’d like to add that even memories of a wonderful Mom can bring that love back into the present.
Everytime I see this photo I’m reminded of what you told me happened when you delivered me at Shore Road Hospital. When you heard it was a girl you began to cry. The doctor thought you had wanted a boy. You yelled at him and let him know in no uncertain terms you got exactly what you wanted, a little girl of your own.
Later on, you and me would have some colorful exchanges, too. Especially when I was a teenager. But little of that comes back to mind when I see this picture.
The way you held me and the stories you told me about my childhood reinforced that. True, sometimes we were like a rainstorm on each other’s day but like the rain the problems cleared up.
I just needed to take this time to remember you always were and will always be the most important woman in my life. There’s so much emphasis today on asking little girls to find role models amongst people they don’t know like politicians, celebrities, authors and artists. But for me it’ll always be you.
Remembering you a little bit past the date you were born into this world, April 18th.