comforted

We re-watched the movie, "Letters to Juliet\" tonight; a lovely, sweet, romantic movie which touches my heart in many ways.  Both times that I have watched it, I have been brought to tears by a poignant scene where the older beautiful Claire comforts a sad and confused Sophie with nary a word, just a touch of the forehead and then Claire brushes Sophie's hair as a comfort.
Life is so tough, even cruel at times and I would love to hear the sound of my mother's voice or feel the touch of her hand on my forehead or have her brush my hair in comfort, or to just be alive, back in my life.
I am falling into the "older woman" category now and am learning to give comfort that is so needed in this crazy race we call life but sometimes.....I would love to be comforted.............

What I Do Have

I wish I had the wisdom you need,

I wish I had the words you need to hear to get you by;

But my strengths are my strength, my faith, and my haven of rest.

These are yours..........if you have need of them.

Most of all, you have my friendship, my respect, and my undying love.