Sunday, January 30, 2011

February Second

As my 59th birthday approaches, I hold in my hands my very first "birth" day gift. I received it on or near the actual day of my birth. It is a yellow baby bunting, handmade for me by my mother.
I can feel my mother slipping my little body into the silky yellow cocoon like a heartfelt love letter into a perfumed envelope.
I can hear the swish of the satin ribbon as her hands close me inside.

Soft satin. Warm hands. Her gift. My day.