Break

Dear blog friends, thank you for the anniversary wishes. I'll be back to visit all your lovely posts soon. My mom passed away on Monday morning after a brief illness. So I'll be taking a little break. My mom was a woman who loved you in her fashion. My favorite memory of her was in the 1960's, with her bouffant blonde hair. When dressing up, she wore a beige blazer and skirt with matching beige stiletto heels, and she smelled always of Chanel No. 5. When I was little, I used to steal her Oil of Olay face cream and rub it on my cheeks. I wanted to look like her because I thought she was so beautiful.

"And I would like to cry in the car. 

The blue violet hills and the voice of Neil Young. 

I left the flowers outside your door. 

Your curtains were flying 

Though you were not at home. 

And I can only say that I have hoped for you. 

Safety from fears and darkness 

Are you feeling better than before? 

There's a hidden life for everyone. 

Sorrow remains though you can tell no-one.

The Host on your tongue is a perfect moon.

It does shine inside you. 

You shine into the room. 

And I can only say that I have hoped for you. 

Safety from fears and darkness 

Are you feeling better than before? 

Down in the hallways in wintertime. 

There is your great kindness 

And you are the light. 

And I can only say that I have hoped for you. 

Safety from fears and darkness. 

Are you feeling better than before? 

And I can only say that I have hoped for you. 

Safety from fears and darkness Are you feeling better than before?"

~Karen Peris, "You Are the Light"