Mama how did you know the exact moment I needed to hear from you wherever you may be? Just the way you call my name, “Yvonne Darling,” as if it were one word satisfies an unnamed need. Your lilting cadence supplies the antidote I hunger and thirst for.
This morning as I stuck my hand in the drawer to retrieve a watch that needed its battery changed, I came across the CD recorded by Story Corps when they interviewed you in your apartment. Merely the sound of your voice warms me and causes my heart to overflow.
When we were together the atmosphere was infused with celestial qualities. Memories of the records, “Puss ‘n Boots” or “Peter and the Wolf,” you played for me still echo through my mind. My happiness and contentment in those moments are incomparable.
As a grown woman, I never stopped yearning for the outpouring
of love your affection granted me. Even
now that we inhabit separate worlds, your legacy has never diminished. Each time I touch one of your silk scarves or
don one of your precious jewels, my heart swells with gladness as I linger and
immerse myself in the thought of you. Admired,
beloved and cherished you will always be.
Yvonne A.
November 2020
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