I miss my mama.
I sit here listening to gospel music and I can’t help but to remember watching her from the church choir stand when I was a little girl. They used to let my tone deaf self lead songs… I used to look for approval in her eyes.
Not only would I see approval, I would see pride. Seeing that look always made me feel so good. I felt like I could sang! She always made me feel like I could do anything…
I need some of that right now…
Dang, Pups, I wonder what’s going on that you’re not feeling a lifetime’s worth of pride from having written and finished a book! Or is it having accomplished something so impressive without her here to see it that’s got you down? So sorry, love.
Anyway, THIS mama is beaming for you!
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Wow! So you have finished a book! This mama is proud of you too! Well done, Alix! Felicitaciones! And I understand . Sometimes you just miss your Mama. Sending love and light!
She is probably saying… “that’s my girl”