For My Mother
Today in the mail I received my mothers Death Certificate. It took me a little while to bring myself to open it. I sat on the front porch and was thinking of her. I don't know why but while in the hospital with her I remembered how much she loved this movie and the theme song. Today with that certificate in my hands I couldn't help but think that all her life is now summed up on one little sheet of paper. She was a fine singer, pianist and artist of pastels. When we were little she would be singing or humming a tune more often than not. Then she fell ill all those years ago and it all pretty much ended.
But even now as I type this so she can have more than one little sheet of paper to sum up her life, I can hear that special happy, happy laugh she had way back then; can picture her sitting at the piano under the Chrystal lights lost in the music.
I want to write of her sickness but dare not because I want to remember the good times we shared. This will probably be the last post I do of her but I wanted , at least, a small part of the world to know that her life before was better than the life in later years.
She came back to us at the end, if only briefly and all was forgiven and she knew her time was come to go home. Your balloon will be flying soon.
This ones for you mom.