I haven’t posted for a long time, but want to wish all of you a Happy and Healthy New Year.

As I usually do at the first of the year, I was cleaning out stuff. A drawer hear, a shelf there. I was dividing some papers between recycle and shredding piles when I came across this letter that my youngest son sent to me 33 years ago. I know I cried the first time I received it and I cried again this morning.

WHEN THE GOOD LORD WAS CREATING MOTHERS HE WAS INTO HIS SIXTH DAY OF “OVERTIME” WHEN THE ANGEL APPEARED SAYING, “YOU’RE DOING A BIT OF FIDDLING AROUND ON THIS ONE.”

AND THE LORD SAID, “HAVE YOU READ THE SPECS ON THIS ORDER? SHE HAS TO BE COMPLETELY WASHABLE, BUT NOT PLASTIC, HAVE MOVEABLE PARTS, ALL REPLACEABLE, RUN ON BLACK COFFEE AND LEFTOVERS, HAVE A LAP THAT DISAPPEARS WHE SHE STANDS UP, A KISS THAT CAN CURE ANYTHING FROM A ROKEN LEG TO A DISAPPOINTED LOVE AFFAIR AND SIX PAIRS OF HANDS.

THE ANGEL SHOOK HER HEAD LOWLY AND SAID, “SIX PAIRS OF HANDS…..NO WAY!”

“IT’S NOT THE HANDS THAT ARE CAUSING ME PROBLEMS,” SAID THE LORD. “IT’S THE THREE PAIRS OF EYES THAT MOTHERS HAVE TO HAVE.”

“THAT’S ON THE STANDARD MODEL?” ASKED THE ANGEL.

THE LORD NODDED. “ONE PAIR THAT SEES THROUGH CLOSED DOORS WHEN SHE ASKS ‘WHAT ARE YOU KIDS DOING IN THERE? – WHEN SHE ALREADY KNOWS. ANOTHER HERE IN THE BACK OF HER HEAD THAT SEES WHAT SHE SHOUDLN’T, – BUT WHAT SHE HAS TO KNOW AND OF COURSE, THE ONES HERE IN FRONT SO THAT SHE CAN LOOK AT A CHILD WHEN HE GOOFS AND SAYM “I UNDERSTAND AND I LOVE YOU’, WITHOUT SO MUCH AS UTTERING A WORD.”

“LORD”, SAID THE ANGEL, TOUCHING HIS SLEEVE GENTLY, “YOU MUST GO TO BED.”

“i CAN’T,” SAID THE LORD. “I’M SO CLOSE TO CREATING SOMETHING SO CLOSE TO MYSELF. ALREADY I HAVE ONE WHO HEALS HERSELF WHEN SHE IS SICK, CAN FEED A FAMILY OF SIX ON ONE POUND OF HAMBURGER, AND CAN GET A NINE YEAR OLD TO STAND UNDER A SHOWER.

THE ANGEL CIRCLED THE MODEL OF A MOTHER VERY SLOWLY. “IT’S TOO SOFT,” SHE SIGHED,

“BUT TOUGH” SAID THE LORD, EXCITEDLY. “YOU CANNOT IMAGINE WHAT THIS MOTHER CAN DO OR ENDURE.”

“CAN IT THINK?”

“NOT ONLY THINK, UT IT CAN REASON AND COMPROMISE.” SAID THE CREATOR.

FINALLY, THE ANGEL BENT OVER AND RAN HER FINER ACROSS THE CHEEK. “THERE’S A LEAK,” SHE PRONOUNCED. “I TOLD YOU, YOU WERE TRYING TO PUT TOO MUCH INTO THIS MODEL.”

“IT’S NOT A LEAK,” SAID THE LORD. “IT’S A TEAR.”

“WHAT’S IT FOR?”

“IT’S FOR JOY…SADNESS…DISAPPOINTMENT…PAIN…LONELINESS AND PRIDE.”

“YOU ARE A GENIUS,” SAID THE ANGEL.

THE LORD LOOKED SOMBER. “I DIDN’T PUT IT THERE.”

AUTHOR UNKNOWN

It does something to a mother’s heart when her child, no matter what age, sends this to you.

Have a great day!