At Last

It has been uphill all the way, the storm pounding down on her. Sometimes so strong that she has been forced to go backwards. But this the path she has to walk to get where she is going. She has faith that her destination is just and right. She walks at the speed calibrated by rushing it and dragging her feet, not letting either impulse take over. She will get there when she gets there. And then she arrives. The clouds dissipate. The sun warms her weary body. She is elated and free and embraced by love.

Pair this one with At Last with Etta James and hug your mother