I write notes and letters to my children. Silly, love you’s or worrisome and difficult…
A few lines or a few pages…tucked under the door or wiper blade
Scripture, random in time and topic, sent daily via text.
Our fridge is covered in motivational mantra.
Notes and reminders are the norm, prompting everything good, everything hopeful.
Lessons taught, lessons learned.
I see, brushing teeth, removing contacts…love you.
And I feel, ” Sleep good, my good mother. You are good.”
How fun…memorable…encouraging!
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Every once in a while you get one back and you feel loved, successful, appreciated. The one lasts a very long time until the next one comes and refreshes. /
Thank you and bless you with more…
L.
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