Letting Go…

img_3682The unlimited love and always giving nature of a Mother… where does the path take her when the breadcrumbs have been eaten or blown away?  The years of perfecting the role of a lifetime… it was never really perfection, but a constant watching of the weather.  Enjoying the sunshine on a clear day, and waiting for the storm to blow over and hoping for a rainbow the next.  Like a sailor with his telescope watching the sea, hoping to get a read of where the wind will take his boat.  Some arrive safely to shore, but not always.

Just when she thinks she’s found the manual, or rather, written the manual, revisions come at a quick pace.  Keeping up and trying not to fall behind, and yet… the hands holding onto the rope is slipping.  Does she just let go?  Maybe it’s time to let go.  How much can the heart endure knowing that the rope is near the end?  Time dwindles away with no rhyme or reason when a confusion is present.

Breathe.  Take several… large… deep breaths… Think.  The beautiful memories.  A small hand holding a larger, safe hand.  Showing the way… watching the weather together.  Unlimited love… always giving…  the path takes her to a lookout where she sees a rainbow over the horizon… TM ❤

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