>Rushing over to me, tears streaming, she says simply:


No matter what ache has befallen her, a kiss from mama makes it all okay.

And I’m wishing, now, that there was a panacea for me, some balm of Gilead that would work like that… or that it were true that a mother’s kiss could heal all wounds. Not that that would change much for me, with my mom half a continent away, though perhaps she could blow some into an old perfume bottle for me, and I could touch the stopper to wherever it hurt. Tenderly. Reverently. And feel better.

But then Olive comes over and says yet again:


and this time it’s for me – one on each cheek, as she always does – and I think maybe a daughter’s kiss works just as well.

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  1. >not – nope. but anodyne means something to soothe the soul (which i learned at the coffee shop, by the way) so it seemed apropos. heather – your last couple of comments have left me watery-eyed. Thank you so much for your sweet words and encouragement – they mean more than you could know.

  2. >wow… this one took my breath away… yeah, maybe a daughter’s kiss works just as well. isn’t that amazing? definitely God’s grace, wouldn’t you say so? ๐Ÿ™‚ Cheers!

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