Yesterday

Yesterday I was awash in daughters. Phone calls, texts. Even an in person visit. They poured over me the whole day through. overlapping in their quest for my attention. My answers. My opinions. They filled my head and overflowed my ears. a chaotic babble of need. They drain me sometimes. Others they stuff me so full it's like a ten course meal. From early morning to bedtime, dings and rings and knocks at the door. Mom. Mom. Mom. Even now that they're grown. How deeply what is left of me, logged and dripping, heavy with the weight of their worlds secured in my heart, how deeply the tiny piece of ME inside, still loves to hear that word. Mom.


Happy Mothers Day Moms!



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