On Wed 26 Nov 2008 10:12:58a, flitterbit told us...

> Wayne Boatwright wrote:
>> Jill,
>>
>> Sometime in the year before my mother died, I found a framed copy of
>> the following poem. I gave it to her as one her gifts on the Christmas
>> before she died the following March. I don’t know who wrote it, but I
>> wanted to share it with you. I was barely able to speak at her
>> funeral. I read this poem instead.
>> __________________________________________________ ______________________
>> _
>>
>> Most Precious Mother,
>>
>> This I know . . . . . As your child, I have received the most genuine
>> and important message from you. I know you love me and have always
>> loved me.
>>
>> I know you have, to the best of your ability, with the work of your
>> body, dedication of your mind, and strength of your soul, given me
>> love, shelter and food. You have given me as much of your time as
>> possible in this hectic, hurried world. You have given me fun and
>> laughter. You have given me safety and protection. You have taught me
>> about life’s unpleasantries without scaring me too much. In my darkest
>> moments, you appeared with comfort and understanding. I always knew
>> you were on my side.
>>
>> I know you did the best you could with the tools you were given.
>> Because of this, the door to my heart is always open to you.
>>
>> Thank you for the pleasures and treasures you have given me, both
>> deserved and not. I know at times I troubled you, and for this I am
>> sorry. There has never been anything you have done that has taken away
>> my unconditional love for you. Always and now, in my eyes, heart, and
>> soul, you are to me the most loving touch, the kindest thought, and the
>> most perfect gift.
>>
>> I have never known a time I did not love you . . . . . I loved you with
>> every breath you took . . . . . I will love you . . . . . forever.
>> __________________________________________________ ______________________
>> _
>>
>>
>> I also wrote of her, many months later, “Fleeting beauty as the years
>> pass by are my memories of you.”
>>
>>
> Thanks for posting this; it's beautiful, and would have been a fitting
> addition to my mom's funeral this past February.
>

Thanks, flitterbit. I wish you had had it at that difficult time. I’m
very sorry for your loss. It’s a hard path to take.

--
Wayne Boatwright
(correct the spelling of "geemail" to reply)
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