The Four Loves

The silver threads glint more prominently amongst the gold now.  The lines on her cheeks and across her forehead are deeper. Her steps are slower. She bends over her work, meticulous in her feathering of flower petals on the page.  She’s taken up painting, and I love watching this passion of my mama’s unfold. Our relationship has made many changes through the years, as it should, but this latest is the hardest, and the easiest.  C.S. Lewis wrote of these differences in our love for one another in his book, The Four Loves.  He wasn’t the originator of these concepts, but […]