I've been missing my daughter lately even more than usual. Perhaps the thought of Mother's Day approaching has something to do with it. One of my favorite mother's days was the year we went to the movies together. I can't remember the movie, but I recall that we had someone take our picture in the parking lot. We have had some wonderful times together! There comes a time when she must spread her wings and fly.
This morning, I awoke with her on my mind. (Did anyone watch Grey's Anatomy this week? The scene with Callie's dad was written by a parent for sure.) I got my breakfast ready and set my teacup on the table. As I turned the sun was shining on the cup casting a shadow. My daughter gave me this cup that I love. The inscription is Woman of Valor. I love that thought that I am a woman of valor. Yet I know that the shadow is cast and she has already gone beyond where I have gone. She is casting her own shadow now. So if you're reading this, Amber, Happy Mother's day(2 weeks early) from one woman of valor to another. I love you.