Today

Today is a special day.

Some of you, who like pie will say it’s pi(e) day.

While that is true, before Pi day, it was something else.

It was the day I became a mother.

That’s right.  Twenty-five years ago.

On this date, I gave birth to Child #1.

Of course, we did not call her that!

She had a name and ten pink fingers and ten pink toes!

My father, who balked at the idea of being a grandfather, was enchanted by this tiny infant.

He thought he was too young to be a grandpa!

As she grew, I gave all of myself to her.

I tutored her viola lessons in between her lessons with my teacher.

I homeschooled her, teaching her the wonders of the written word.

She was a hard child to teach to read, but once I did, she took off!

It is a skill she will use all of her life.

I wasn’t perfect and the time was far from idyllic, but there was love.  

Much, much love.

Things have changed, as things are wont to do.

It saddens me that she no longer lives near.

Her heart is far from mine.

But I still love her.

I will always love her.

And I will always pray for her.

Happy birthday, sweetheart!