how i see you.

there is one smiling face glowing in this expressive picture. i love it for so many reasons.


when i see my mama, whether it be in a photo or in person (the latter preferred), she is radiant with joy. she doesn't even have to display a physical smile across her beautiful face for me to feel the joy that is launched from her soul. she is real. real in what beauty is all about. and even the hokey pokey. don't believe me? cause she can shake it all about.

my mama is like the fresh smell after a storm. when my days get breezy, i can rely on a deep breath of peace when i pick up the phone. her voice on the other end listens. intently. with purpose. for reason. she offers prayer. love. honesty. i can trust that the mama in her will keep me accountable and the friend in her will keep me laughing.

her joy is my comfort.

i love you mama.