This photograph does a lot for me. It is of my mother after giving birth to her first child, my oldest sister. I love the soft light from the window, the old technology in the background, the watch I remember her wearing when I was a child. There is a certain contentment on her face and in her position. She has just become a mother; no prizes won, applause given, but quietly, and calmly, is changed.
Thoughts of Mother's Day have been on my mind. I want to tribute mothers this week. I hope you can tell a tale of yours to a child or through a note. I hope you can pass on your tribute to your mother or a mother who has changed you.
I'd love to hear from you... how has your mother changed you?
"A mother is a mother still, the holiest thing alive."
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
the sleepy time gal