Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow, And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go. For the children, they mark, and the children they know the place where the sidewalk ends.

-Shel Silverstein

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

A LETTER TO MY MOTHER

Dear Mother...
Today is the day you were born.  
And because of you, the world is a kinder, a sweeter place for all who know you.  Especially me.

 You have taught me about resilience and courage, compassion and determination. 
You listen to me. 
A lot. 
And I need it. 
You council me.
And I need that too.   
I wish we were closer...I wish our times together were longer...
I love you.
your daughter,
Rebecca