(created using That's Life by Melissa Bennett)
Happy Mother's Day to all of us parents!!! We all deserve this day to be special in our own family's special ways.
Ever since I became a mother, my husband showers me with flowers and simple treats that to me, are so big, sweet and touching. And I treasure all of those moments that he and my daughter are doing for three years now.
I'm happy being a mother. Each day, I learn a lot of things. I learn how to laugh more, to play again, to make my own colored chalk (thanks to Pinterest!). And I treasure every waking moments that I make mistakes. I learn from them.
I have always wished before for this time to come that I could celebrate mother's day with my mother. But I guess motherhood came late to me. She's now celebrating with the Lord. Here's a poem I found here.
I have always wished before for this time to come that I could celebrate mother's day with my mother. But I guess motherhood came late to me. She's now celebrating with the Lord. Here's a poem I found here.
I Still Miss Her
by Pam Shattu
It seems like only yesterday
I sent a Mother's Day card away
I didn't think it would be the last,
I signed it with love and mailed it fast.
Now that she's gone away,
It doesn't feel like mother's day.
There are no more chances to send a card,
To ship some flowers, to make call.
There's no more thanking her for all she's done.
No more visits.
No more fun.
I cannot hug her or kiss her cheek.
I cannot even share a laugh.
It all too quickly became a past.
I took each visit with her for granted.
I thought there'd always be more to come.
The camera lies still now
From her use and mine.
All the pictures have been taken,
All the memories have been made.
All the words have been spoken,
All the letters have been mailed.
The thing I miss the most of all
Has got to be her voice
Whether on the telephone or talking face to face.
I'd wish for one more conversation either here or at her place.
I know I'll see her again someday.
We'll share the sights of heaven.
We'll talk, we'll laugh, we'll hug.
We'll kiss... It'll be Mother's Day once more.
But until then, I'll be a mom for Mother's Day instead of
Being A Daughter.
Such a wonderful poem! Very well said.
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