I Wish

She shows her many scars to her grandchildren
and they whisper and elbow one another with rapt interest.
She meets her brother for dinner
and they spit and spend and speak of family memories.
She takes her mother out for a day of shopping and a lunch with bubbles
and they share moment after moment that can’t be captured well.
She looks down on little blessings that found her most unexpectedly
and they see only a mother who is loving and warm and wonderfully free.
She buries me with fond memories
and the same iron will that made me love every single day with her wishes on.