Devil in the Details

Today I thought, "I have to write Mom about that recipe...", and "I want to write Mom about the new puppy's first bath..."

The devil really is in the details, the small, reliable details that make up days and lives, more important than one knows until one of the links is gone.  Mom was always interested in the funny, quirky details of each day--the recipe that was great or that flopped hugely, the antics of two dogs climbing over the waterfall in the back yard and then rolling in the dirt, what her great-grandchildren were doing, all the emails with pictures.  She wanted to know everything.  I wish she still could.