I don't know what to say today on Mother's Day, except maybe "I love you," "I miss you," and "thank you" to my own mother, this being the first one in my life without her.
They say a picture paints a thousand words. I am nowhere near the artist or painter my younger brother Peter is. However, I can write halfway decent. And sometimes we writers put to pen and paper with words what we cannot otherwise verbally express. So I wrote a short story. It's about Angels and Demons. It's about the 7 Virtues and the 7 Deadly Sins. It's about redemption. It's also a story about my family. It's about my father, and it is about my mother, their relationship, and what we all have been through this year. It is a story I wrote on Mother's Day, for Mother's Day for my mom. I hope its roughly 7,400 words paint an adequate picture of how I feel about her and what I am feeling and have been feeling.
Happy Mother's Day, mom. I love you, always. We all do.
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