I just talked to my husbands cousin, (she lives in S A Tx) Her mother passed away last night and they are on the road to Ar.
Tomorrow is Mothers Day and she will spend her day grieving for her mother. It was a sudden death, she had talked to her on the phone yesterday at 3 and got the call this morning.
I am lucky enough to have my mom, but I was reflecting on what I will someday miss and what many of you are missing already.
Sharing funny moments that happened with the kids, calling to get that famous recipe that never turns out the way mom made it

calling to just talk. going to visit, taking her out to dinner for any reason. picking out something special for her birthday.
There Is No Field as Fertile as Your Love
There was a time not long ago when I
Had neither life nor love apart from you.
All you said was absolutely true,
Nor could I see myself save through your eyes.
Kids have a sense of life, but don't know why:
Your love alone gave my world its hue.
Of all the things that touched me, there were few
Untouched by your bright song or inner cry.
My luck, then, to be so finely loved.
Of you my world was sculpted, light and free.
The graceful architecture of your heart
Had its twin whichever way I moved.
Even now, though we have lived apart,
Recalling your love makes me glad to be.