For A Summer Kind Of Joy

Mom, I hope this Friday carries a little of that loose summer joy that asks nothing from anybody except presence. A good drink, a laugh, a little sunshine, and the feeling that life can simply be enjoyed. You helped teach me that goodness can feel this easy. I hope today gives some warmth back to the woman who gave me so much of it.

Healing prayer: Mom, I am praying that recovery begins gently, that comfort finds you in small ways, and that you feel how completely loved you are while your body does its quiet work.