The flowers have been putting up a brave effort in this heat.
I pulled out my mom's old white porcelain jug. .
and her company tablecloth. .
and filled the jug with flowers from my garden.
I needed her to be a part of Baby Kanneloni Macaroni's high tea.
As I looked around the circle of women and little girls. .
I thought. . .these will be the women in your life. .
some first cousins your age. . .some aunties. . .and great aunties. .
an omi a grammie and a great oma . . .that love you to pieces. .
I hope you will always know . . .
how much you were loved. .
on the hot day in July. . .when we had high tea.
May the blessing that your omi prayed over you ..
follow you all the days of your life.