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“I love you.”
Be quick to say it
Be sure to write it
It is never too often
It will fill your space
It will warm your heart
It is comfort to your soul
A zephyr of love
Now and in years to come
-Alice Nine, 2023
A memory in print, like a zephyr on a chilly day.
There it was this morning. Waiting in my stored FB memories
Three simple but powerful words of comfort
“love you, mom…”
Back story of the poem and the post.
It was January 2014. I was waiting to board an early morning flight for the first leg of my business commute, enjoying a hot chai, people watching, as I stood at a pub height table. It was there that I scribed the post on my Facebook page (pictured above). In the midst of a string of comments, my oldest son, Mike, wished me a “great trip” and shared, “…love you mom…”
In 2023, the post showed up in my FB memories, approximately one year after Mike left us following a two-year battle with cancer. It was then that I wrote the note printed in blue and saved it in my journal. It inspired the poem “I Love You.”
I cannot begin to count the times that I have run across these words from Mike, in cards written in his own block script, in replies to years of FB posts.
“Love you Mom” are words that echo in my memory, a tribute to our love. I have found GREAT comfort in them.
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I am deeply sorry for your loss. I’m thankful that Mike told you often that he loved you – and you him. I’m glad, too, that you take the time to remind us of the importance of taking every opportunity to say I love you. Life is fleeting. I agree with Sally – My Friends is a great book!
Thank you, Kim. Now I will need to check out “My Friends.”
Those words, written from the heart, seem to me to appear as a reminder of the love you shared. I am very sorry for your loss but happy that you hold onto those words and memories.
Thank you, Anita. At first, those memories were like salt in my raw grieving heart… but with time they have helped heal that rawness.
I am sorry for your loss. What beautiful reminders you continue to find. I am sure you feel a special warmth each time you come across one.
Thank you. Yes, it is so true–when love is shared and love is remembered, there is a special warmth in the soul.
Beautiful moment and lovely reminder. I chatted with my son on the phone yesterday, knowing we were both snowbound. It had been so long, and felt so good. I am so very sorry for your loss. But your piece here reminds us that love remains. I agree- remember to express it.
Thank you, Fran. Long chats are good for the soul, especially on a snowbound day.
Three beautiful words! I just finished reading My Friends by Fredrik Backman. In the book when someone who died seems to be connecting with a character, it was refered to as a “wink from heaven”. Seems Mike is sending you winks! Thaks for sharing this lovely slice.
I like a “wink from heaven.” I just looked up the book; sounds like a great story. Thanks for sharing, Sally.