All my life, my Mom made our Christmas presents. She also thought of awesome projects to do together to make gifts for friends and my students. Starting in October, she and I would sit a couple of afternoons each week at her big kitchen table and construct wooden angels, kachinas, “space bugs” made from devil’s claws, plaques with horse sayings on them, and much more. Each year she thought of something different and that time together was filled with love and joy.
photo by Katharine Lark Chrisley, “New Mexico snow”
Now, she isn’t able to do the crafts anymore. She is healthy and happy, living in her own little home in my “back yard”, but she isn’t seeing or moving as well as she used to. But she is still full of love. She taught us how to love. I think that has been her greatest gift to us. With the ability to love comes patience, compassion, strength and courage. Love makes us real. Love keeps us safe.
This season, I want to take the time to love her back and remind her of the joy she created for us all. Do you have someone who needs to know what they mean to you? Tell them. Love matters.