I have very few things of my mother’s. I know there wasn’t a lot but I also know my Daddy never wanted to let go of what he did save. One of my most cherished possessions is a little birthday card my mother sent her mother in 1943. Auntie Sue had found it in my Grandmother’s Bible and kept it all these years…for me.
This little card is sweet and simple. She had written a letter and tucked it inside. The letter was newsy and cheerful and mainly talked about her day. When I first opened this precious card, I was struck instantly with tears and tenderness, for you see, this was the first time I had seen my mother’s handwriting. I was mesmerized by the slant and curve of each graceful word.
“You’re the sweetest, best mother any girl could ever have. I’m the luckiest girl in the world to have you.” Love, Sis
The blessings from this little card are profound and ongoing. I now know her handwriting and have something she actually touched. But, I also know how she felt about her own mother. The love, respect and gratitude she expressed affects me deeply, and gives me more insight into her soul.
I would like to think that I would have written those same words to my mother if I had been given the chance.
“You’re the sweetest, best mother any girl could ever have. I’m the luckiest girl in the world to have youl.” Love, Nancy