Tuesday, November 16, 2010
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Monday, November 15, 2010
One of my daughter’s favorite books at night for bed for me to read to her was “IS YOUR MAMA A LLAMA?”. It points to all the different little animals and the differences in their mommies.
Differences are many when you talk about what and how mothers raise their children. Mothers always wear so many hats while they’re learning to be a “Mom.”
My mother loved to wear hats…figuratively and literally. Pill boxes were the first type hat I remember seeing my Mother wear…it was black and had a small black netting that draped across the front of her forehead. She wore it to church with her pretty, black Audrey-Hepburn-looking suit, along with her gloves, pumps and nylons (yea, the real kind with the garter belt).
As my sister and I grew her hats shifted daily as she wore a chauffeur’s cap, a maid’s crown, a chef’s hat, a seamstress bandana, a teacher’s ruler in her pocket, a gardener’s apron, a room mother’s tag, many cheerleader’s pompoms, many band-aid sun visors and her healing nurse’s cap. All these services she provided to us, my Daddy, my classmates, our neighbors, a volume of church family, our grandparents and anyone else she came in contact with in our community. She has always been a server, never complaining about how much to help…she just jumped right in where ever she saw a need.
Her hat rack remains full even to this day even at the age of 79…after we’ve grown up, my father passed along with all the grandparents…she’s still giving where she sees need in her church and community. She cooks more throughout the week than I do, plays piano for their choir and church services, hand sews quilts for family members, feeds anyone helping on their farm, decorates the house with a Christmas tree in every room and still cuts the grass while tending the flowers.
I hope my hat rack is still full when I get to be her age…TODAY’s her birthday and I just wanted to share her with you, too. Happy Birthday, Mother
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Monday, November 1, 2010
He shared insight about his past year of deployment and she touched on the first semester of college...each had funny remembrances involving their close friends...yet his was peppered with heart-wrenching realities endured by all his comrades serving their country.
Flashes of her bright, pink-striped hair from underneath the nape of her neck caught my attention while reminding me that she had helped CATCH SOME AWARENESS for breast cancer's cure by going with friends to the salon to 'contribute' together. Their youthful enthusiasm is contagious and I love their wanting to participate in such a fun way.
How thankful was this mother's heart for the two young people of hope sitting across the table from me that night? EXTREMELY, there ARE many moral, loving, courageous young men and women building their own legacies. Thank you, Lord, for giving us that precious time together.