On Fridays I link up with Lisa-Jo and a community of over 200 others who write for five minutes flat. “Not for comments or traffic or anyone else’s agenda. But for pure love of the written word. For joy at the sound of syllables, sentences and paragraphs all strung together by the voice of the speaker.” (Lisa-Jo Baker)
Today's Five Minute Friday follows a four day series Lisa-Jo had on her blog about "What Mama Did". Each writer has shared unique memories of their mothers with us, and it's been amazing to read.
There are many unique memories I have of my own mom, but five minutes is too short of a time to share about her singing, her creating, her laughing, and so many more. Today's five minute friday focuses on the first thing that popped into my mind: my mom's hugs and her genuine, unending love and care. The embracing.
Today's prompt: What mama did
On that morning eight years ago I was never so relieved to see my mother’s face appear in the doorway. She rushed to my side, throwing her arms around me as she whispered, “Oh, Rachel, I’m here.”
At that instant my mind flashed back to my fifth grade year.
Suddenly, I was 10 years old again.
Her hug had embraced me without a moment’s hesitation as salty tears of rejection and disappointment spilled onto her shoulders. Because when you’re in 5th grade making the first cheerleading squad feels like your whole world.
And in those moments that she held me, I knew my pain was hers.
Your Journey: What's a unique memory that you have of your Mom? I'd love to hear!