It just came to me that maybe I should have posted something wise and reflective on my new blog on Mother's Day. This is Tuesday. But, unless it's work, I'm never on time anyway. So, Mother's Day...it's every day for me. From the time I was small, all I ever wanted was to be a mama and have babies. That was my calling. I was blessed with one baby, who is now the mother of an 8 month old little girl. So, I'm doubly blessed. My husband left when she was thirteen. For a while there, I was such a mess, she was the mama. But, we survived and became closer as a result. Her spirit is beautiful, she is sweet and kind and thoughtful. She's beautiful to look at, but never notices that when she looks in the mirror. She's not perfect, she's stubborn and opinionated, That's the part she got from me. The good stuff, she got from my mother. You see, the good stuff skipped a generation. She's friendly and outgoing, never sees a stranger. She got that from her dad. I look at her and am awed by the person she came to be. She's an awesome teacher, a good wife, the very best daughter, granddaughter, cousin and niece. She is an amazing mother with one of the happiest babies you'll ever meet. She's beloved by our family and by her friends. So, all I have to do is think about her, look at her picture, talk to her, text with her, or see her in person and it's Mother's Day all the time. That is just so cool!
Take care, Sherry

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