I hear my daughter say “Where did my Mommy go? She never sings anymore.” If I could reach out to you, I would. If it was possible to see beyond the lid that presses down my heart, I would look to you. But as it is, I stay a petulant,…
Month: October 2009
Who Am I First?
A mother’s identity lost in the first cry of her child. A mother’s identity found in the first smile of her child. But years later when the novelty has worn off, who does Mom become above all? Someone’s wife? ONLY A MOTHER!!!!! A Maid. A Musician. A Dancer. A Storyteller….
Only in Innocence
Only in childhood can we don a fuzzy yellow Tweedy Bird snow cap in July…in L.A. and walk into a Hallmark store to do a little browsing. Only in innocence can we wear what peaks our fancy and be thrilled with only our perception of how we look. Tea parties…