I had to write my sister a little poem this morning. It was going to be an ode to my friend to the end, coffee, but then I opened the sweetest gift from Coleen. She’s the best. 🥰☕️✍️💗
About a month ago, I’m waiting for a medical test when the nurse walks out and starts grinning from ear to ear as she says hello to a woman in the room. They exchange greetings, and then the nurse looks down at the piece of paper in her hand and calls out the next victim’s, I mean patient’s name, which is mine. I look over my shoulder as I walk through the door with her and say, “See you soon, Mom.”
The nurse suddenly realizes the woman she’d been so happy to see is with me. “That’s your Mom?!?” she exclaims, eyes wide.
I grin. “Yep.”
She smiles again. “Oh, she’s SO beautiful.”
I chuckle. “Yeah,” I nod.
The nurse’s brow weaves together. “Oh, you’re beautiful, too,” she adds quickly.
I laugh as she begins telling me why she thinks my mom is so special and beautiful, and quickly I figure out that though she may have only met my mom a handful of times over the years, she knows what most people know…Mom is beautiful inside and out, and that my friends, really is something. Here’s a little birthday card I wrote for the mothership. If you see Jacquelyn, give her a hug…
She prays without end
She’s always a friend,
She falls, she gets up
She tries again
She explores, she sees,
She hikes, she believes
She gardens, she listens
She inspires, she sings
She’s sugar and spice,
She laughs till she cries
She gives everything,
She dares you to dream
True beauty, the real deal
She’s a helper, she’s a fighter
She’s there for you and me.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MOM! I love you.
Love your favorite pain, (AKA the middle child), Sarah xoxoxo