I’ve been looking for you.
In the sky. In the stars. In the rays of light.
At the lake near our house. In the breeze. In the shadows on our kitchen floor.
I’ve looked in the chapel. In your room. Even in your drawer of pearls.
I don’t know exactly where you are. But I feel you. Somewhere. Somehow. At some capacity. You are with Him and He is with me.
Dad and I will be spending the day together. Thinking of you. We are planning to cook something up for lunch. Should have paid more attention. He said something about lamb chops. He will do fine, but you may want to send a little prayer for me. We promise to have fun, laugh, and talk sweet things about you.
We Love you. Happy Mother’s Day.