Happy Mother’s Day

May 10, 2014 at 8:57 pm (Uncategorized) (, , , )

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Happy Mother’s day,

the thought has fond memories attached to it. Your little angel picking flowers just for you and running over to give you his or her special gift. Oh, and they are so proud of what was given. I was watching a commercial that concerned me. The beautiful bouquet bore her to yawn. It seems we have to out do each mother’s day with a bigger or better gift every year. I understand the commercials are designed to give ideas for the scrambling dad who has probably been married to his sweetheart for the last twenty years. Still has a hard time finding that perfect gift. When mom probably just wished all the kids to be around her on her special day for an afternoon of laughter, hugs, and  not having to do the dishes. ( I know, some people really do live in the dark ages). 

Some families struggle on any holiday; some children are over seas protecting our great country, some are estranged from the family, some parents are struggling with a run away child, others like myself would give anything for a ‘hi mom’ from their child who has passed away. So many circumstances make up the family unit these days. Being a mom is the most precious gift God could have given us. My best memory of mother’s day was a few years ago, my mom hosted a party for mu aunts and cousins. I had to work as usual, and was afraid I had missed all the fun because the time was getting late. To my surprise, everyone was waiting on me to come and enjoy the rest of the evening. Someone started passing around a small bouquet of flowers to all the moms and taking their picture. My creative son Levi, took the flowers from my hand and put them in his mouth- I have my arm around him laughing. Picture snapped. It is proudly hanging in my office as a lasting memory of my son’s mischievous side. 

For many of us we struggle with moms day. we make the best of it, I spend time with my widowed mother now. The family has since moved away, so we have a quiet dinner together. Life can change forever in a moment, take time to hug your kids extra tight tonight, have fun buying that special gift for tomorrow, let mom feel like a queen for the day tomorrow. Above all else, take time to smell how sweet the roses can really be in life. We do have so much to thankful for everyday. Even in our darkest hour. it doesn’t matter what gift we get no matter how big or small, I wish I could go for one more ride in my son’s new car tomorrow.

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