hoops
09-14-2006, 06:11 PM
she called us beautiful as though it was a nick name every mother used for her daughters, and handsome for her sons. "Hi beautiful" were the words we were most likely to here when we encountered her. the word, even as often as it was said was never common or forgettable. every time it came from her most loving heart it wrapped around ours like a womb around an unborn child. and each day was greeted with the same excitement and joy as the day we were born. "Even when you're a hundred and seventy nine, i'll still be your mother." she would often remind us to make us smile when we might be afraid or laugh when we felt we were 'too grown up'. it was her way of saying ' i will always love you, you can always come to me, you will never be too grown up for my arms to hold you, and never too far away that you are not deep inside my heart.' in her wonderment she was right, the days that i was far away i missed her kisses but i felt her hugs in her voice and when i got back, i never missed another chance to kiss her again, alll hello and goodbyes, good mornings and goodnights had a kiss with them, even when over the phone. "Hi beautiful" she called us beautiful, she saw the beautiful in all and in everything and that is what she taught us, told us, not because the ugly wasn't there but because every day she proved that it wasn't all there is, it isn't even most of all there is. She called us beautiful because she is beauty and joy and love, because there is so much more of it when you look. she called us beautiful. Last night i remembered the way she would greet us "hi beautiful" witha smile so full of love i could feel my heart grow in my chest. i know now that every time i see something beautiful, it is because she called us beautiful