Sunday, May 10, 2015

Mother's Day

To be home for Mother's Day, to be invited to someone else's home.  "Your room is ready."  Such a room in a house with the liveliness of a large family, where space is at a premium.  I was tucked into a soft bed in a sunny room with a bay window where a cat slept soundly while sitting straight up as though keeping an eye on me.  Others came in from time to time to bring water and check on me during the days/nights I slept.   Such a lovely spontaneous expression of hospitality and generosity, so like its giver.  Thirty years and I still feel the peacefulness of that place, though I had forgotten the easy laughter and warmth of his voice, the humor, wit and spirit that characterizes him.

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