

Our Eternal Mother
By Traci Hubbard My mother kept every card and letter I gave to her. Last January, after retrieving that last of my mother’s things in Texas that were dear to me, I spent an entire day reading every card and letter she and I sent to one another. I would like to read what I wrote in the Mother’s Day card I gave to her in 1978. Dear Mom, Happy Mother’s Day. Thank you for not telling Da that me signing my initials and the current year with spray paint on the bridge under Highway































