I must've been in Americorps when I sent this. San Diego at the time. Our bond was closer than ever. This was the first time I was away from home. Out of the state. Away from mom. Both her kids off, starting to live their own lives. My brother was in his junior year of college. Im not sure what I said to illicit this response, but it's telling that she said it, and even more notable that there is a record of it.
"The Mother-Love so powerful that it stands to choke all reason..." -Linda McElhare
My mom was not simple, nor was she easy,
But on a good day, she was kind.
She saw things in this World others merely glanced over.
She was intense, and fiery, and often could not contain the crackle of her spirit.
Often times in her waking this made me uncomfortable.
Now when I look for her, I am grateful of her intensity,
for even after life her spirit in her words carries on.
I miss my mother. There was no one like her.
The family dynamic, and picture has fully changed.
I imagine we all feel pretty lonely at times.
My loneliness in her absence reminds me that there is no one like her.
And she was pretty special.
Powerful. Observant. Alive.
Somewhere her spirit continues to thrive on.
Whispers in the wind I turn to feel her spirit blow thru me.
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