Fair winds. It’s what you wish a sailor who begins a long journey.
My mother is failing. She sleeps more, she talks less. Last week during my visit I was able to get her outside in the fresh air, near the shore.
The sun shone brilliantly. Gulls laughed as they flew overheard and my mother fell asleep more than once listening to the gentle lull of the incoming tide.
When she could, we talked. We laughed.
And sometimes we simply sat together in silence.
“It’s beautiful,” my mother whispered as a gentle breeze tickled her hair.
Fair winds – it’s the blessing we all wish for when a journey begins. Fair winds mom.
Wendy Thomas writes about the lessons learned while raising children and chickens in New Hampshire. Contact her at Wendy@SimpleThrift.com
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