A salute to all the mothers out there–especially mine. 🙂
Thank you for always being there when I came home from school, and for listening patiently to all the chatter as I recounted my day.
Thank you for the Nancy Drew books, for “Jane Eyre” and “Girl of the Limberlost” and “Anne of Green Gables”. Because of you, I love to read, and there are few greater gifts.
Thank you for letting me stay home sick when Michael Landon was on “Hollywood Squares”–even though you knew I was faking it and for bending the ‘in bed by nine on a schoolnight’ rule when “Bonanza” moved to Sunday nights. After all these years, not counting Dad, Little Joe Cartwright is still my great love.
Thank you for making me go to Sunday school and memorize Bible verses. Those verses have come in handy ever since.
Thank you for macaroni and tomatoes, and Lipton soup with those little noodles in it.
Thank you for not telling me to get out of your hair when I was writing “novels” in pencil, in all those spiral notebooks.
Thank you for shimmering, magical Christmas trees and warm chocolate chip cookies and juicy watermelon in summer.
Thank you for all those candy bars tucked into suitcases when I was away from home, and missing you.
Thank you for paper dolls and homemade Halloween costumes and all the things you did to foster my wild imagination.
Most of all, thank you for loving me–even when we had our differences. Especially then.
I love you.
