This week I have begun to be flooded with memories of my childhood and more. Moments with Mom. Reading me the Bible at night, her arm on my shoulder as we laid my grandmother to rest, coaching my softball team, cheering me in basketball, whose eyes I first looked into after a scary fall, driving me hours for track and swim events, cheese danish at 10PM after swim practice, hosting and counseling many of my friends, and counseling countless many to their path, climbing Half Dome to my pleasant surprise, meeting in Beijing for tours and tea, listening, laughing and crying as I struggled to find myself, supporting unconditionally in difficult turns, a trip down the coast spotting many whales and ending with a flourish in Mexico with a ceramic dog. Wine tasting and casino hopping, beach rambles and mud baths, caring for my newborn, dancing and playing at every encounter with her and seeing you embrace life every second of it with that welcoming smile, bright eyes, faith, compassion and love. On this day, I made this pocket primarily for you, Mom. I found out you had a rare form of cancer this week. I found out that I may not be able to hear your voice all too soon. These memories others can now help hold for us. This pocket is to reflect and honor the women who provide the guide posts for me on my path, especially you, Mom, with deep gratitude, love and respect. May you be blessed with strength, courage, inner peace and light on your path.by Tammy Albany CA.
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