Palin you weave your way in and out of my consciousness. My mother was quite the opposite from the one described here. She was very very affectionate and I remember as a terrible teen I would try to escape all her affections. Today she is no more and I crave that touch of her hands in my hair. I crave listening to her stories, the way she made me feel like I was the most beautiful girl in the world.
Loved this piece very much.
For those who are reading and don't show affection, please do. Life is too short and they are too darn deserving not to give that piece of yourself.
Thanks Palin...