Today she is home from work.
Today she is recovering from carpal tunnel surgery.
Today she is caring for my father has he cares for his mother.
Today she is thinking about the choices her children are making about their families.
Today she is quilting.
Today she is worrying about her sick grandchild.
Today she is waiting on "Happy Birthday" phone calls from her family.
Today she is. . .
Today is my mom's birthday. And as she walks through this day I hope amid the ever present chatter in a woman's mind, she will hear the voices of those who love her tell her so. I hope she will believe the voices of those who love her. I hope that in all that she is called to do today that she will count it a good birthday.
I love my mom.