My eyes were still closed, but i knew that i was awake.
Laying in my bed i could hear people in the kitchen moving and talking.
i heard laughing.
i heard the laughter of a woman, unknown, a normal low laugh.
i ignored it.
Then i heard a second laugh.
i smiled.
it was wonderful.
beautiful.
i thought of ringing and bells.
and pretty music.
what an amazing laugh.
i love that laugh.
i never noticed it before.
20 years i have heard and let it go unappreciated.
my momma has a beautiful laugh.
wonderful.
beautiful.
ringing.
bells.
pretty music.
pretty momma.
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3 comments:
i miss that...
Your momma sings when she talks, too -- the way her voice rises and falls. You could easily notate her conversations. I love that about her.
I miss her.
tears streaming... tears of thankfulness!
thank you dear, dear daughter... I love you.
thank you dear friend... i miss you too!
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