healingwords: poetry for the soul

Our children have been managing with varying degrees of patience and frustration with 6 weeks of being shut indoors due to the Covid 19 virus controls in Spain. Yesterday they were allowed out with a parent. My grandson was able to take his bike into the campo and spent his hour pedalling in the sunshine. I spoke to him on the phone, he was so excited, telling me he was outside, not just on his pocket patio, but 'the real outside'. Our changing reality is a challenge for families and it is good to see them reacting with such responsibility and creativity. 

Today is Mothering Sunday in the UK. My wonderful mother never liked 'special' days, she would prefer a flower on any old Sunday  or a kiss and a hug when we felt like giving one. In her later years she was garlanded with flowers, my Dad bringing in daily roses and blossom from the garden, my brother rarely calling without an orchid or a perfumed bunch of colour. I remember her with love every single day, she lives with me forever. I know she would be so proud and full of love for her children and grandchildren and full of joy as I am to see her grandaughters become mothers to their own as our family grows. © 2020 Jacqueline Knight Cotterill.  All rights reserved.  

As my mind is on the arrival of two grandchildren I am reminded of my own childrens' childhoods. They always loved watching the ducks, at ponds in parks, on the river or in the garden of our neighbour in the village. It won't be long before my daughters will be walking their own children around the park to see the ducks.   © 2020 Jacqueline Knight Cotterill.  All rights reserved.