Who I’ve Become

 

I’ve heard these words before-and not always meant as a compliment.

“ I’ve turned into my mother!”

It’s happened to me…

Every time I go outside, and smile because I feel the sun on my face-

I am my mother.

Every time, with skillful hands, I  stitch a hem in place, or sew a seam-

I am my mother.

Every time I revel  in the taste of fresh strawberry jam I’ve made myself-

I am my mother.

Every time I say hello to a stranger, just because I  want to be kind-

I am my mother.

Every time I  take joy in working the soil and tending my garden-

I am my mother.

Every time I look at my daughter’s face and feel so much love and pride I could burst-

I am my mother.

 

And I could not be happier.

Because every time I am aware that I have become my mother,  I know I am lucky and blessed.  And I hope and pray that Amy will feel the same about me  some day.

Happy Mother’s Day, Mama!  I love you!

And Happy Mother’s Day to you, and all of  your mothers too, my dear readers!