~Do we ever appreciate our parents, our moms, our dads the way we should until it’s just too late? May I forever be grateful. Always ~
She cupped her hands around her mug and lifted the rim to her sweet lips. As she savored, she closed her eyes and I just stared. She didn’t have much to say; this time. This, my sweet mom. For all those years I never really appreciated her the way I should have. She “gave” as any mother would and we “took” as any child would. Only difference is as much as we squandered, our loving parents kept pouring into us.
Simple we were.
So thankful.
Our family was far from extraordinary. Nothing fancy. We lived on love, ball and cornbread. Now my dad is gone. My brothers and I have families of our own and she is alone. In a nursing home.
As I stared at her from across the room where I sat, all of these memories shrouded like a soft veil around her. I smiled. Oh how she is loved. Though she has many more years behind her than ahead, she still lives with grace and a heart full of everything I seek for myself.
I will always love you mom. 
Pam
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