Last night another Christmas movie was on: The Christmas Hope (2009). The star was Madeline Stowe. It was about a couple who lost their son during the last year and were then faced with deciding whether to care for a young unrelated girl around Christmas. Madeline Stowe’s character read to the child from a children’s book one night.
This had great meaning to me.
There once was a young mother who held her infant son in her lap as she rocked him. She told him that she would always love him. When he began school, she would tell him she would always love him. When he began high school, she would tell him she would always love him, and he had become embarrassed about it by then. She continued until she was too old to tell him, which was when he took her in his arms and told her that he would always love her.
I often make sure I tell my mother that I will never leave her, which is her greatest fear. But tonight when I visited my mother (as I do every day), I took her in my arms (as I began doing when I first detected her dementia, years before anyone else did) and told her that I would always love her.