Dear Mama,

I miss those days when we laughed and joked about everything and nothing.

Your quiet resolute tone when you encouraged me to be my best

Those sweet treats that you’d make to titillate the senses

Prayerfully saying the Name of Jesus

Arguing with someone who commented on your child

Telling me I was pretty though it was not so

Making me display confidence when I had none.

I wish you could see me now, I’m a mother with a daughter

Who is doing all those things with her, you did with me

Knowing nothing about motherhood

My mind journeys back to my experience with you

Remembering how you loved me then and how I should love her now

Mama, I’m grateful you had me and that you loved me the way you did

So I could pass it on to someone so precious.

Mama I loved you then and I love you still.