A Child's Love for Mom

A couple of weeks ago, I dug through my drawer of journals and poetry through the years for inspiration and a walk down memory lane. I’m nostalgic like that. I found a letter that I wrote to my mother. I think I was a senior in high school, getting ready for college. It was a rough draft of the letter I wrote for her (even back then the psycho-OCD-perfectionism had begun).

I thought it appropriate to share that letter today on Mother’s Day. It reminds me of the legacy of comfort and nurturing I want to give to my own child. Today, I woke with my first crafted, home-made Mother’s Day gifts from my son. That was pretty cool. And so the legacy of love lives on.

Dear Mom,

Lately, we’ve associated our lives and what is going on around us to the song “Letting Go.” We have made many references to the song, and it is a beautiful song, but you must know something. You need to know that I am not letting go. I’m holding on and carrying with me all that means home in my heart. It isn’t the end – there is no such thing, and I’m not breaking away. Spring breezes through the screens, Christmas tree lights that sing in the night, snuggled in blankets in front of the TV, and the comforting, quiet way you sew at night – these all mean home to me. These moments and feelings are etched deep within my soul, and I will take with me all I have learned. I will never be separated from the bond that ties me to you.

Love forever,
Your daughter,
Kristy