My mom was beautiful. She left home before she graduated from high school and joined the Air Force during the Korean Conflict. My mother was extremely intelligent and highly driven. My aunts tell me she was a risk taker and had more than a little "devil" in her personality. She became an Air Traffic Controller in the Air Force long before women were welcomed into that elite club. She met my father who was also an Air Traffic Controller and they married. The rest, so they say, is history.
My mom has been gone for 15 years now. It was a rare day that we did not talk at least once, sometimes many more. Although I know such a small part of who she was, mostly the "practically perfect" mom part, I feel her with me every day. Every day I hear her whisper support and encouragement for the mostly invisible road we all travel together, in all directions of time, binding us deeply and forever in the sisterhood of the Divine Feminine. Could anything ever be more important than being a Mother? Thank you Mom. I know I did not say it often enough and loud enough. I would not be the mother I am today without you. I love you and miss you, now and always.
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