Celebrate Today

Not today. Too busy. Leave Mommy alone. Maybe tomorrow. Bills stacking. Laundry spilling. Messages waiting. People pleasing. Minutes ticking. But what if tomorrow brings? Unexpected news. Devastating loss. Startling diagnosis. Missed opportunity. Not today…again. Too many tomorrows. Grasping for yesterday. Stop. Celebrate today.  *** This post is a lot different than my usual story telling…

Hands

I used to run my finger across the back of her hand to feel her soft skin as she read  Little Golden Books to me. Who knows what was on those pages, but I can still smell the powder she used each morning. I can hear the steady ticking of the cuckoo clock in the…