Catch Jim’s 3-minute podcast: https://youtu.be/L82c5XuCzNM
or read the transcript below:
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Life, actually…
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MISSING MOM
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I know where you live, Mom.
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Even though you have been out of sight for many decades, it is still quite wonderful to know that you haven’t really gone missing.
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I know where you live now. I know I can visit with you at will. I know you are always present, even though you are invisible.
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I thank you, Mom, for working overtime some 83 years…working overtime to make daily donations to the nurture and well-being and wisdom of the family you never gave up on.
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Even when there were gaps in my attentions and intentions, I loved you every day you were here on Earth. Your presence was so powerful, your influence so unflagging, that you remained my overseer, my guiding light, my shepherd, for all those years.
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The greatest gift I ever received from you, Mom, was the gift of attention, the kind of loving and ever-present attention that all good and able moms provide to their offspring.
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I took you for granted in a special way, a loving way. That’s because you were always in my corner, forever supportive of even my silliest endeavors, always waiting for my reappearance…always ready to share my rants and raves and gossips and concerns.
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Let’s face it, Mom. You were just the perfect Mom for a kid like me.
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And thanks, Mom, for being present in heart and memory. Thanks for remaining safely inside me. Thanks for being the sum total of all that is good in me. I need you every day.
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I will be your escort through all the days that remain
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