Spring by Kathryn White

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Back to School

A mother holds her children's hands for a while...
their hearts forever.
~ Author Unknown

The early morning rush hour is behind me;
the students have all left.
Our son has moved to a residence off campus near his university,
our middle daughter has left for her commute to college
and our youngest daughter has taken the bus to highschool.
Our oldest daughter is sleeping after a late shift at work.
The house is now quiet....

...and Mama is reflective as she prays for all her children.

I remember my mother's prayers
and they have always followed me.
They have clung to me all my life.
~Abraham Lincoln