I love my Mom.
She brought me into this world crying, she fed me and clothed me, she guided me as I made my first hesitant steps. But she did so much more: she comforted me when I fell down and scraped my knee; she listened when I spoke of my fears at school; she encouraged me when I wanted to something that was unexpected. She encouraged me to be independent, to follow a path that would help me achieve my goals.
When I became a mom myself, I understood more the little sacrifices my mother had made for me. Since the pain of childbirth, she had put me before herself. She had given us, my sisters and I, the best of what she could give. She did her best to protect us, as I now do with my own children. She would give freely to us herself and the material things we needed as I now give to my own.
I love my Mother.
Even though we now live far apart, I welcome every time we can connect. I am thankful for the technology that allows me to speak to her often, and to see her face as she speaks to me. I enjoy hearing her voice as she speaks of the current quilting project and the daily experiences of her life. I treasure her laugh and her wise words.
I love you Mommy.
Thank you for all you have done for me. The actions, the advice, the wise words. I would not change you for any other.
Happy Mother’s Day.