It's a beautiful Sunday, and the day to appreciate our mothers! I'm not one for sappy words and flowery cards, but conveying one's thoughts precisely through the use of language is near and dear to me. My daughters have learned this lesson well, conveying their feelings without silly or cliched sentiment, gifting me with words that have real meaning in our shared experiences. My oldest, Danielle, wrote simple yet powerful sentences, "Thank you. You know exactly who you are. You played the role of super glue when I was falling apart. Through all the nightmares and anxiety scares, you played the role of super glue when I was falling apart." She took the words from Gym Class Heroes after the lyrics recalled a tumultuous time in her life, reminding me as well how quiet words and unconditional support healed a broken heart. Maria, who arrived next in our brood of five, is currently stationed in Pensacola, Florida, as she serves our country in the U.S. Navy. Being far away, we don't often get to see one another's faces, so we rely on words....written and spoken to connect us. "You're a blessing, Mom. 'When she speaks, her words are wise, and kindness is the rule for everything she says.' Proverbs 31:26," are the words she sent, neither fancy nor wordy, yet powerful. Maybe, however, it was their endings that tugged at my heartstrings the best, for each closed with, "Love you Mommy," the tag from yesteryear, when they were still little girls........
"A mother is not a person to lean on but person to make leaning unnecessary."
My sons approach the matter of a day for mom in an entirely different, but equally satisfying manner. The six and eight year old brought me breakfast in bed, making peanut butter and jelly toast with a side of vitamin water all on their own, and quietly watching cartoons until I rolled out of my bed at my leisure. Zach, my fourteen year old hoisted me up in a great bear hug before 'showing' me how great his 'side-mount choke' technique is coming along....He also ran the vacuum....
Friday night, inspiration was upon me. It was an exceptionally productive night for plotting and planning with a great friend and fellow writer. Two new novella ideas poured from our whirling minds over the four hours we spent at the wooden table and chairs of our favorite (well.....by default) hangout.
I was seriously behind in my weekly word count goal, but last night I wrote pages and pages of material that upon reviewing today.....doesn't need changed, At All! (Smiles broadly). Less than one-third of my word count is left to meet my Wednesday goal.
The lack of a definate title for my current WIP is haunting me nightly. I must make a decision, and this week is the end of my procrastinating on the matter. I have five or six titles in the 'pool', and Wednesday is the deadline to make my selection. I'm excited to have the cover designed, and as we all know, a title is Very Necessary .....Ha! Wish me luck.