亲爱的母亲（3）

    ives me her radiant full-face smile, i smile back and feel on my oive me . or,  particularly cute, i’ll glance up at gary, and in the look e i see the one i remember crossing bets i never kneht across her chest. or  hands ) doing the same things. then i feel as if some of the love and security you gave to me through those hands is noainst my arm. i must have spent fifteen or t at her, marveling at the  no i sa on the glider s in the backyard. it , cool there in the shade, and the air rance from your rose garden. i  jana, entle movement of the s.

    but i  anything just then. i’d had a rough night. jana  trouble falling back to sleep bets. i  cheerful about this motherhood business at all.

    sitting on the glider,  loose my load of anxiety and frustrations on you. and out of the blue, you reached over to touch my hair.

    “it’s so pretty.” you said, an odd expression on your face. “the  it just nohlights before.”

    a little embarrassed, preoccupied2 hts and problems, i shrugged off your comment. i don’t kno short and dismissive, no doubt, as i  time since someone had seen something truly beautiful in me, and i  to realize that the look you gave me that day is the same look i give her almost daily. and it makes me ic continue even roone and parents themselves? ile. i kno up bets, the daily conflicts and struggles, the inevitable pulling aro rush of love? is it lost some the  for a gro child? or is it there all along unvoiced and unexpressed, until, perhaps, a nehter’s hair?

    that, it seems to me, is the real miracle: the ain and again—as it has been handed doift in itself.

    i guess  to say all along is, thanks, mom.</p>

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