Happy Mother’s Day to all of the moms out there who love everyday in big and small ways. In ways that are noticed and acknowledged and in so many ways that are not but will be felt, remembered and cherished. Generation after generation.
I know I am a little behind on sharing Mother’s Day sentiments but I had a busy Mother’s Day myself; enjoying church with my family, doing a little antiquing on my own, and then watching The Avengers and Captain America with my husband and kids.
Yes, those were my movie choices.
What? Well we couldn’t watch Thor, we’d just seen it a few days ago.
Then yesterday, my husband and youngest took me out for sushi and to browse the bookstore and enjoy a treat in the café. So today is the first chance I’ve had to share Mother’s Day with you.
While Mother’s Day is a day for watching action movies … what? … it is also a day for reflection and celebration of the women who have mothered us. The women who have nurtured us, stood by us, been both patient and frustrated with us, disciplined and molded us, mentored us but above all, loved us. Always.
Everyone’s story is different. But I hope with all my heart that you had or still have a mother or mother figure in your life to remember and be thankful for. Whether you are able to hold her hand or just her memory.
I am blessed to have some wonderful women to celebrate on Mother’s Day …
I am so thankful for all she taught me (and all she put up with from me in the process). Self-sacrifice, the reward of hard work, the ability to do a lot with a little, dinner at the table as a family, cooking, gardening, homemaking – homemade is best, anything after 1am is just going to get you into trouble and to pray, attend church, read and study my bible and look to God in all things.
I also got her sassiness, temper and eye rolling death stare. It’s true.
And if you ever wonder why I am a little “over-the-top”, this was my 4th grade Halloween costume …
She made the whole thing. The dress. The powdered wig. I got “over-the-top” from her.
And I love her for it!
I celebrate my Aunt Andi (my mom’s sister) too. She’s fun, independent and tenacious!
And I still look at her like that sometimes.
And my grandma Ibby. I’ve told you a lot about Grandma Ibby and her incredible recipes have been the subject of many of my blog posts. I’ll be posting her delicious banana bread recipe on Friday. You won’t want to miss it! So much of what I learned from my mom came from the lessons and example of her mother, Grandma Ibby. She is deeply missed.
I love this picture of me with my great-grandmother Rose, my great-grandmother Clara, my grandma Eileen (my first best friend) and my very own super-mom! It is a blessing to have known two of my great-grandmothers. I will share their stories one day. But I do hope you will click the link just above and read about my grandmother Eileen. She was such a huge part of my life and I have so many wonderful memories of her. A love of antiques and making all that is old new, beautiful and loved again comes from her. Plus she let me eat Fruit Loops (banned and forbidden by my health conscious mother) before bed. Which was awesome.
So now, I am a mom too. I have learned from the best. Not how to be June Clever perfect but how to give everything I have, to keep trying when I fail, to say I’m sorry when I need to, to love the Lord with all my heart and to pray for my children in all things.
I received some pretty incredible gifts this Mother’s Day. Gifts that let me know my kids love and appreciate me, even if I don’t always think they show it.
Ask any mom, that is what she wants most and the simple gifts made by her kids are the most precious!
Nathan gave me a sweet card and poem and “mom’s helping hands” with the things we like to do together written on them.
Purple was my favorite color as a child. Sara knows that and made a purple necklace for me. Her sense of humor came through with a piece of paper with the word “PEACE” written on it. Whenever they ask me what I want for my birthday or Mother’s Day, I always answer “peace” as in a peaceful relaxed day with no kids fighting or arguing. So, she gave me peace.
David made a book for me at school which was filled with his creative writing and story art all the way from the beginning of the year.
This is a picture of him in his Halloween costume. He was a Ninja and that is exactly what it looked like right down to the “spider” treat bag and the “fluf pads” muscles. So cute!!
No, I did not make it.
He answered questions about me. He knows me. I love that!
He also said my favorite TV show was “Beerfoot” which is Barefoot Contessa. My favorite hobby is cooking. My favorite book is a cook book. My favorite restaurant is “all” restaurants. I enjoy cooking. And that if there were four extra hours in a day, he would spend them cooking with me.
I’m sensing a theme, maybe I need to expand my horizons a little.
He also listed three reasons why “you are special to me.”
You love me.
You say prers (prayers) with me.
You love me more than I can love you.
And then he wrote this. And I cried.
I’ll never forget the time you “never gave up to adopt me.”
And that is what being a mom is. We never give up. Not ever, no matter what. We are always there for our kids. Fighting for them. We sometimes fail and we often regret but we never give up.
Fighting for us.
And just when you think your children don’t realize or appreciate it, they come out of left field with just what you needed to hear.
“You never gave up …”
Of course I didn’t, I’m your mom.