I have so many wonderful memories of my mom. She was a firm but fair person. She respected our desire to be individuals. We got along so well, we crocheted and crafted together. I learned care and compassion for others from her. Like so many mothers she did without so we always had what we needed. We never knew hunger, we never wanted for affection. I was truly blessed to have her for my mother and best friend!!
She always asked for the same thing from us each Mother's Day. That was to be good, sometimes that was easier said than done. We felt we needed to give her more than being good. We gave her flowers and planted gardens, we drew pictures, wrote poems, and even placed each other in trash bags with giant bows on them to give ourselves as gifts! But one of her favorite things was this poem, it's kind of silly but it speaks volumes about mother's.
So this poem is for you Mom...
M is for the many things she gave me..
O is for the other things she gave me..
T is for the thousand's of things she gave me..
H is for the hundred's of things she gave me..
E is for everything she gave me..
R is for the rest of the things she gave me..
Put them all together they spell MOTHER, the one who gave the world to me!!
Happy Mother's Day in heaven!