Day 3: Create #write31days

My Mom created a community.  It became a combination of puppeteers, musicians, potters, neighbours, friends and family.  She was a calm force in the midst of it and was 100% unaware and unbelieving of how vital and life-giving her presence was in our lives.  She was smart, funny, thoughtful and was such a night owl that I knew I could not only Skype her from Thailand while I ate breakfast, but also while we ate lunch (if we really wanted to).

Sometimes the things we create are done with purpose and sometimes the lives we live creates something special without us actively trying.  Mom’s life did both.  She wanted unity in our family (and especially between my sister and me), but she also opened up pathways for deeper connections between her friends and her daughters that was like a by-product of how she lived her life.

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