When I was in 6th grade my mom gave me a card. A simple blue card with a picture of flowers on the front. The purpose was to comfort me, to encourage me to stay strong, to give me courage.
Because I was being bullied.
Cards and notes like this one would show up on my dresser periodically throughout the rest of my childhood. Folded words purposely placed to tell me she was proud, that I was loved, that she was listening.
Put there to help me cope.
Recently I found my box of cards.
The memories danced off of them as I ran my hands over their surfaces and across the curved lines of my mom’s smooth writing. Her words placed with intention and with love.
At the bottom of the pile was the blue card.
The one my mom had given me in grade 6.
Its edges weak and tattered, corners worn, and ink faded.
Taped to the back was a note.
“Be yourself and your friends will love you. We love you.”
Words to live by.
Happy Mothers Day Mom I love you more than I have words. Thank you.
And Happy Anniversary Mom and Dad – Today! Thank you for raising me the way you did, for teaching me to have morals, determination, integrity, and to stand up for myself and what I believe (in).
You gave me life, what a gift. Xo