The Satin Dress
Gripping Dad’s arm, my throat tight; breathe, smile, go. At the end of the aisle he waits. Mom stands, our eyes meet. Memories glisten in hers. I touch the satin of my dress, her dress 24 years ago. A new life begins. The old one remains. A circle ever growing.(50)
Driving
Her smile is big. She grips her new driver’s license, keys rattling, “Bye Mom, I love you.” Going, going, not yet gone, but I see that place from where I stand. Everything is changing for her. Everything is changing for me. “Drive carefully, Sweetie. I love you too.” (48)
Time Passing
I look at my daughter cradling her daughter. A grandmother! How did that happen so fast? Such a strange thing time is; passing by almost unnoticed until it stops for a moment, forcing recognition. A new generation born: time pushing me ahead in such a lovely way. (47)
A Memorable Morning
The line is endless, the phone constant. Would this morning never end? “May I help you,” I asked, forcing a smile once again. His inquiry? “Have you had lunch yet?” Puzzled, I reply, “No.” He nods, “You look like it!” Could my morning have been even worse than I imagined? (50)
A New Name Written Down In Glory
I’m six years old. I want to ask Jesus into my heart. I know the words; have since I was little. “Dear Jesus. Uhhh.” Mom comes in, sits beside me. She knows the words. I say them. My name is written in the book! The angels are singing for me. (50)
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