Misterimpatient

Today I attended a funeral for a person I never met. I knew her only by the stories others told and by the legacy she left. I wasn’t sure if I should go but ultimately felt that showing up was the right thing to do. I’m glad I did for a bunch of reasons. The biggest reason was one thing I heard said. A story was related by one of the woman’s daughters.

To paraphrase -
Daughter says to mother: I love you.
Mother says to daughter: I love you more.

I got it right away and so did the daughter. No kid can love a parent as much as the parent loves the kid. It’s just not possible, but to know this you have to be a parent.

This went straight to my tear ducts.

Later…

Filed by misterimpatient at 5:56 pm under Patter