Farewell Gift She leaned ever so gently toward me, tenderly touching her lips to mine. Like the first time her son’s arm brushed my skin, I felt the energy of love move through me. In my 30 years as her daughter-in-law, this was the first such kiss she had given me. Every moment I ever doubted how much she cared for me evaporated, in this her final declaration of love. A feathery kiss, my final farewell gift.