For Christmas, I gave Mom a special calendar for mothers from Blue Mountain Arts. Each month features a different poem.
Mom didn't turn the page for June for at least a week. She told me she wouldn't, because the subject would make us sad. The poem for this month is titled "The Love Between a Mother and Child Is Forever" by Barbara Cage.
I won't copy the entire poem here--find it if you can--but it helps me remember the good times Jolene and I shared, and reminds me of things I could have done better. A whistle blew, ending our time together before I was ready.
Cage says, "It is a love of the present, interwoven with memories of the past and dreams of the future." Oh, Jolene, how I wish I had a future here on this earth with you.
However, in a strange sort of way, the wellspring of my grief affirms the depth of my love. If I did not love Jolene, I would not miss her so. Loving leaves us vulnerable to pain, and I would not have it any other way.
Footnote: Cindy Hickey reviewed Gunfight at Grace Gulch today at Fun Cozy-Mysteries and Riveting... - http://cynthiahickey.blogspot.com.