VOLUME 3, CHRONICLE 12, NOW:
      There is a scarcity of words. They are heavy, there’s a gravity as I pull them out of my soul trying to say something for Mother’s Day.
       Earlier this week, I mentioned a friend that reminded me that holding the past could make one drop the now.
       On Thursday, I took my mom to a Mother’s Day Tea at her health care facility. On this Saturday before Mother’s Day, I took her flowers. As I write this, she’s forgotten both. I can remember both. I took advantage of now on both days.
        There are questions that I will never get to ask because I let a moment, a now slip by. There are words that are now forever unsaid because there would be a now tomorrow or some day next week.
         As a parent, I was unaware of the last time my boys would let me carry them to bed or hold my hand crossing the street. It’s the same as a child. I was unaware the last time I could have a normal talk with my mom would be the last time. If you have something to say to your mom, now is the time.
        This week, I received a card for teacher appreciation week. A sweet note was signed off with “Psalm 118:24”. That verse reads, “This is the day the Lord has made. Let us rejoice & be glad in it.” THIS is the day. Not yesterday. Not tomorrow. Today. Right here. NOW.
      Take advantage of now, you never know when the last now arrives…