Mother's Day Hugs

Mother's Day...When I was young my Dad would pull me side on saturday hand me $5. and tell me to go get my Mom somthing. Poor Mom. Some of my choices were....odd. I think one year I got her an egg beater. When I had my own home, I made sure on Mother's Day, my Mom was never alone...I kept her close and hugged her... I always had her here, because I wanted her with me. This year is tough- I've had a little eye surgery that left one side extrememly bruised and swollen---way too unsettling to let her see me...she'd worry and get anxious. So I can't go to her...I won't see my Mom...I won't get to hug her...I hate this. I'm sending Bob with a card and a wrist corsage...to wear right there in front of her to look at all day and know I love her.

Gardening Angel

My Mom loved to garden...to "play in the dirt" she called it. She taught me nearly everything i know about flowers and such. As a child i never went to school in the spring/summer/fall without a bouquet for the teacher. Our yard was always in bloom... crocus, daffadils, tulips, lilacs, lily of the valley, peonies, roses,mums &chinese lanterns to name a few. So it was important to me to take my first blooms to my sweet mom. She was awake and so thrilled she made a place right in her blanket to keep them with her.....and then she went back to sleep. I'm so glad i pleased her.. but a little sad that she will no longer walk my garden path with me, giving advice, and pulling a weed here and there. :(

Love can outlast anything....

I have for many years, sent my Mom flowers...on my birthday. To thank her for giving me life, and persevering. It wasn't always easy for her. She had 10 pregnancies. Six miscarriages, and lost one babe after only one day. She has 3 living children. (plus their spouses who she always considered her kids, 6 grandchildren & their spouses,& in April she'll have 20 great grandchildren) So i wanted to send her flowers, but she spends no time in her room...so I thought I'd put them right on her hand with a ribbon to tell her what they are for. She may not be aware of me, but I will ever be aware her love for me.

Give this

Good words. I wish the ones giving their opinions and hatred so freely would stop and think about a better way forward. For Love, for Peace, for Unity, for America's women...... and men and children, for each other. First one to give is the winner!

What Does It Matter?

My Mom has walked this out in her life. She has never been a "me first' kind of person...always an "others first and last " kind of person. She has given me the finest example of how to live and love... Please God, make me more like her.

Nothing's a greater challenge than present day's endeavor.....

Nothings a greater challenge than this present day's endeavor....sure. Because we HAVE to get it done today, right? We have to complete the list, get things in order, be prepared. Really? Don't get me wrong, I am the queen of preparedness and planning ahead...once in while it pays off, but usually life goes on and it mattered very little whether i was prepared or not. There is ONE THING we must prepare for....meeting our maker. Because meet Him we will either alive and by choice, or thru death kicking and screaming. We will all find ourselves face to face with truth and pure love and total righteousness. On my own i cannot stand before this righteous God- because i am not pure. Ah! but oh happy day- that day I chose to meet Him, and accept Him as my savior, my redeemer, my cleanser from all unrighteousness...and He extended to me His own righteousness in exchange. I'm ready. My Mom is ready. I had the humbling, awesome, priviledge to pray with her many years ago as she made the choice, willingly, to meet, to receive, to accept Jesus- as more than just her friend, but her Savior and Lord. She's told us she's ready to go and live with Him forever. She's looking forward to being reunited with my Dad. It's not important that you get everything right. But It is essential that you get this right.

Peace on Earth