I always have two thoughts on Mother's Day.
1) The enormous joy my own two daughters give me....and
2) The enormous memory of my own mother...
I was a brand new mother when my mom passed away. Grace was just a few months old at her funeral. I remember like it was yesterday. If I typed away only the wonderful memories of my mom, I would be telling half of the story. The story was not perfect....we weren't very close......the relationship complicated by my own selfishness, a sickness, and memories of lots of her time spent providing for us. But knowing what I know now....now that I'm a full-fledge mom of two and still only knowing part of motherhood (I haven't yet reached the teenage years), I realize that if given the chance, our relationship could have been so much more.
Regret. Sometimes acceptance of your own faults and mistakes is the hardest part of recovering from a death.
Knowing what I know now, I would have understood the time spent away. Doing what she thought was best. Knowing what I know now, I would have understood that Christ gives off the scent of what I was searching for in a relationship - and Christ alone. Knowing what I know now, I would have understood. Period.
My own daughters are constant reminders of my mother. My mom taught me alot. How to work hard. How to survive difficult situations. How to be strong. I hope to teach my own daughters all of that....and more.
Happy Mothers Day....to ALL the different mothers out there.
4 comments:
Happy Mother's Day, Flo. Your girls are beautiful and so blessed to have you as their mom!
Your mom was special and I didn't realize how special until the funeral - and all the praises and thanks given to her - what a blessing for you and Angela to know how much your mom meant to so many - I wish I could have known her better - but I do see her in you and your girls. Thanks for sharing mother's day with me.
Flo, lost my mom at 14, so understand the sadness every "Mother's Day", praying for you girl:}
I remember the first time you introduced me to your mom. Church was over and I had just walked out the door and you two were standing there. I can still see her bright smile and it was contagious. I met her for just a short moment, but I could tell what a sweet spirit she had.
Love ya.
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