My son’s first violin recital :: my Mom and Dad with flowers in hand and beaming with the proudest smile about to embrace my son after his very first performance.
See that smile, she was always a bit self-conscious about her smile. I secretly envied her slight overbite; I thought it made her smile even more joyful and unique, her signature. I miss that smile, the laughter, her inspirational spark…everything that came with that beautiful smile.
I think we all study our parents’ nuances, the way they carry themselves, how they move through daily activities and then let it influence how we choose to do things or not and our personalities. I like to smile and laugh a lot; I value my sense of humor thanks to my Mom. I’ll always remember how I would try so hard to provoke her laughter, that smile…it extraordinarily centered me in whatever moment my Mom and I were ever in.
light & love