Broken Hallelujah

Good morning...

Thanks for the get well wishes. Feeling somewhat better today.



With my youngest child now a teenager, I had her on my mind early this morning....

For a Mother, time is abstract. More like a force of nature. There is only one thing I can compare it to. On the sands of beautiful Miami Beach when I was small, I took my father's hand as we walked barefoot onto the ocean's foamy edge. The waves slapped the shore in an angry break and the undertow was furious and fast; leaving broken shells and seaweed in it's wake. As another huge wave rushed up, I dug in my heels and braced for the wall of water. Breaking lose from my dad, I was pulled by some unseen force down the shore, and left face down in sand gasping for air. Choking as salty water filled my eyes and mouth, I tried to pull myself up without another wave overtaking me. I was surprised to now see our umbrella and blankets so far down the shore.



Such is time for a Mother. You dig in your heels, and brace yourself, for space and time are too soon far down the shore.

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Make your own Valentine's candy heart. In your own words, no less.

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Quote Of The Day

Where the heart is willing, it will find a thousand ways. Where it is unwilling, it will find a thousand excuses.

~Anon



There are just not enough minutes in the day. Thanks for giving me a couple of yours.