Before I begin writing about my holiday at home, I wanted to share a couple of quotes recently posted by fellow bloggers I greatly admire, Margaret and Kathy. I read them by coincidence within a few hours of one another, and both struck a deep chord in me.
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From Margaret’s blog:
The Little Ship
I stood watching as the little ship sailed out to sea. The setting sun tinted his white sails with a golden light, and as he disappeared from sight a voice at my side whispered, “He is gone”.
But the sea was a narrow one. On the farther shore a little band of friends had gathered to watch and wait in happy expectation. Suddenly they caught sight of the tiny sail and, at the very moment when my companion had whispered, “He is gone” a glad shout went up in joyous welcome, “Here he comes!”
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From Kathy’s blog:
To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.
…Because this quote has touched my heart in such a deep way, I share it with those who have lost loved ones, hoping that the words bring comfort to them like they have to me…
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These women have something in common beyond the fact that they’re both gifted writers and lovely people. Both have relatively recently lost their mothers, and both dedicate their lives and words to honoring their mothers’ memories and living lives filled with joy, healing, and meaning after such a profound loss.
It’s no surprise that I identify with such aspirations, as I am also a card-carrying member of the “Motherless Daughters” club. It’s a club no one wants to belong to, but I’ve found such kindness and encouragement from those who’ve stood where I’ve stood. If there’s a silver lining to loss, surely this is the biggest part of it.
And though I don’t quote her directly, here, I also want to mention another gorgeous blog that I feel so fortunate to have found. born by a river is among the most honest, inspiring, and superbly written blogs I’ve come across, and it’s been a true Godsend to me as I (continue) to make sense of the world without my mom.
Yes, even almost 20 years later.
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You write equally lovely things… thank you for sharing their words and yours. Love you!
Thank you, Anners.
Thank you Loni for the touching words. I admire you as well and enjoy reading you posts.
Thank you, Kathy. I hope it was okay that I wrote this, but it just felt like something I wanted to say. I just adore your blog.