looking in the shop window
on a walk into a quiet downtown
i am reminded.
happy mother’s day
to my daughters
who have shared in
my seemingly endless graduations
and all of
our many, many other adventures and misadventures,
i am grateful to you and love you for this
you’ve made me happy
watching you all grow
from amazing daughters into amazing mothers
you are my idols.
“i don’t have to be perfect.
all is have to do is show up and enjoy
the messy, imperfect, and beautiful journey of my life.”
Beneath The Sweater And The Skin
How many years of beauty do I have left?
she asks me.
How many more do you want?
Here. Here is 34. Here is 50.
When you are 80 years old
and your beauty rises in ways
your cells cannot even imagine now
and your wild bones grow luminous and ripe,
having carried the weight
of a passionate life.
When your hair is aflame
and you have decades of
learning and leaving and loving
the corners of your eyes
and your children come home
to find their own history
in your face.
When you know what it feels like to fail
and have gained the
to rise and rise and rise again.
When you can make your tea
on a quiet and ridiculously lonely afternoon
and still have a song in your heart
Queen owl wings beating
beneath the cotton of your sweater.
Because your beauty began there
beneath the sweater and the skin,
This is when I will take you
into my arms and coo
YOU BRAVE AND GLORIOUS THING
you’ve come so far..
I see you.
Your beauty is breathtaking.
Credits: Author: Jeannette Encinias, Studio Yuki Photography, Thank you Russ Thomas
“I made this thank you note. I’m going to give it to my family.”
“what are you thanking them for?”
“I’m going to thank them for being my family.”
“if the only prayer you ever say in your entire life is thank you, it will be enough.”
*Eckhart von Hochheim (c. 1260 – c. 1328), commonly known as Meister Eckhart, was a German theologian, philosopher, and mystic.
after a fun afternoon
and wonderful evening
spent visiting and playing
grandies are tired and tucked in
when suddenly the tears come
missing mom and dad
a story, Kleenex, hugs, a visit from the cat, and a goodnight call to mom
everyone settles in for the night
does it get any better than that?
“very little is needed to make a happy life.”