Enjoy this excerpt from Not a Blueprint It’s the Shoe Prints that Matter, along with the Insight. I hope you enjoy the read well enough
to want a copy of this story.
My mother, Esther Lee, was a retired coach cleaner for Pennsylvania
Railroad in Chicago. She was a Southern woman who spoke in a soft, passive
tone. Mom was somewhat submissive in her marital relationship. Esther Lee,
in her stockinged feet, stood five foot seven; her lower legs were curvy and
hairy. The hair on her head was charcoal black, real wavy, thick, and hung
down her back. It was always parted down the middle, combed to the back,
and twisted into a bun roll. Sometimes she’d use just a little water to keep
the edges slick. It was against Mom’s religion to wear pants, so she wore long
Christian-style dresses that hid those gorgeous legs. Even as teenagers, those
churchgoing traits were instilled in us. It didn’t matter how old we were—in
Mom’s house, everyone went to church. . . .
Photos Courtesy of . . .
SI Janko Ferlic = Front Cover / Suhyeon Choic
I think about mom a lot. Even though she is enjoying a new life with her angel friends and dearly departed family members, I’d love to see her smiling face once more. There is much I have to share. You know that sharing as those “mother-daughter” talks. A heck of a lot has happened since we last seen one another. I’m sure she would be proud of me. I’ve come a long way and achieved many accomplishments. For one, I’m an author now. That’s she’d embrace. Behind those storybook pages, I’ve revealed some family secrets. It’s been stated, “What goes on in the house, stays in the house.” Shame, shame on me; perhaps, mom wouldn’t be a happy camper – about that one! I’m smiling ‘cause I know she wouldn’t.
Many of you still have your mom alive and well. That’s a beautiful thing. Don’t let those connected times pass you by. Call her up or see her; tell her how much you love and give a hug for me. Find out about those family secrets, turn those secrets into a storybook full of jewels. My mom is gone now. Gee, I miss her! Yes, we’ve had great times. Wish I could have done more to express how much I loved her. Sunday, May 10th is Mother’s Day. Mom, I love you and Happy Mothers’ Day to you. And those moms around the globe!