Mother's Day is the day that Moms everywhere celebrate our life's greatest blessing(s) - the blessing of being mothers and grandmothers to our children and grandchildren.
Our family means so much to me, I cannot imagine a life without children. My children and grandchildren are indeed a very significant part of the joy of my life and to be loved by them truly puts a smile in my heart and my sons have always made Mother's Day special in their sweet and simple ways.
Intermingled with the joy of being a Mom and "MiMi" is always that touch of sadness, as I remember that fateful Mother's Day 1960, when I suffered the loss of my Dad, and then there's the reminder that not all of my children are here with me on this Mother's Day, as the reality of not only my dad's passing, but also of my precious youngest son, Kevin, taints the celebration with a touch of sadness.
Because of the loss of my son, Mother's Day is another day that turns my attention toward my loss and the countless number of other "moms like me" who are living with the loss of a child, or in some cases the loss of their only child or children. And, there's also those who have suffered the loss of their own mother, so I know that there are others who are wanting to celebrate this day, but who are also being drawn into tht sacred place in their hearts where they hold a measureof sadness.
So, what do I do at Mother's Day to make it a special day, while also accepting the touch of sadness? I accept the celebration with gratitude and I accept that along with the joy, there is and always will be that touch of sadness and that's just the way it is now.
As I consider what I have lost and who is missing this Mother's Day, I also consider what I have and the balance is obvious, I have so much to be grateful for . . .
I am grateful that Bob and I were able to announce the birth of our first-born son to my Mom on Mother's Day 1966.
I am grateful for our niece, Natalie, who was born on May 9th (the same day that my Dad died 18 years earlier), which changed the day completely, turning our family's attention away from loss to new life.
I am gratetful that my Mom is still with us this Mother's Day - she is 88 years old and she means so much to me and to our family.
I am grateful that God keeps His promises and that I have personally experienced that "He gives beauty for ashes, joy for mourning and praise for the spirit of heaviness . . . " Isaiah 61:3.
I am grateful for my life's "greatest blessings who call me Mom" (and MiMi) and I name them one-by-one . . . Eric, David, Kevin, Velaine, Vonda, Joey, Nicole, Brianna, Josslyn, Grant, Blake, Jayde,, Kevin and Greyson!
What blessings do you name "one-by-one?"
MAY THIS MOTHER'S DAY BE A BLESSING, DEAR " MOMS LIKE ME!"
With Love and Hugs,