Mother and Daughter

Demdaco – design for the home – created a series of keepsakes that were modern and fun.  Under the name, Willow Tree, there was a keepsake that I found attracted my attention.  It was called, Mother and Daughter. 

I bought it to give to my Mom.  I was so excited that I found something that was so touching – and I knew that Mom would treasure it as she was far more sentimental – at that time – than I was.  Indeed, it was received well.  And it was displayed along side her Royal Dalton figurines.  Honestly, we both knew that there was no price matching between the two – but the Willow collection was affordable and it was very touching and sentimental.

I could not bring this particular keepsake home.   One of Dads caregivers collects Willows and so she was thrilled to take it.  Had I brought it home it would have been wrong – it had been a gift that was given and accepted by Mom.  There had been words exchanged of appreciation and admiration – maybe even a few tears.  The keepsake would not do well to be given back.

Yet – when cleaning out Moms home today – I found the tag for the Willow and quickly put it in my back pocket.  This was something that would be okay to bring home .. did I really need a reminder?  No.  But the caption on the tag read, Protect and cherish, give wings to fly.  And that is what my Mom gave to me. 

I have been so blessed in my life to have had a Mom that always put me first.  She protected me and cherished me – she gave me wings to fly.  I could always brag to her about the things I was doing and she would celebrate them along with me – never judge my arrogance.  She supported my wing growth.

My mother was indeed a very special lady. She wore pearls.  She wore diamond earrings. She was beautiful both on the inside and out.  She taught me the real value of life – and it was not the pearls or diamonds – it was relationship.  She taught me how to be a Mother.  Not a Mom – but – a Mother. 

If I am to be only half the Mother… my children would be lucky. 

And so that tag will sit as a reminder to me of a time when I was able to thank my Mother and a time when she accepted my thanks…. and gave me wings to fly.

Thanks, Mom.  I will never forget you.  And I will always be grateful that I was your Daughter.