My Mother, My Wife

She glanced at the screen before she closed it, the title of the document catching her eye. The contents made her heart swell- they were going to be okay.

My Mother, My Wife

Beauty that shines from within.
Softness, warmth, determination, poise. Ruthless competence.
Everything that I want to be, some of who she made me.
My mother, my role model.

The freedom to make my mistakes.
The wisdom to help me make ones different than hers.
A guiding light, a wealth of knowledge.
My mother, my sage.

A messy divorce, her confidence shaken.
Building a wall to keep the chaos out.
Taking pieces of herself to fill the holes, crafting a life of normalcy after the storm.
My mother, my protector.

Fierce intelligence. Reliable, consistent.
A woman in a man’s world, overcoming odds and climbing higher than anyone would allow.
Early mornings become late nights, all in the name of her daughters.
My mother, my provider.

Goofy jokes turn into belly laughs, tears of joy.
Tears of heartbreak, late night milkshakes, our favourite movies.
Ski trips and Christmas trees and baseball games.
My mother, my friend.

Equal partners, a bond deepened.
Fireside kisses, falling over the edge.
A lifetime of happiness, stability, fulfillment.
A promise of forever.
My mother, my wife.

The end.