Thursday, May 7, 2015



As Mother's Day approaches, (the second one without my sweet mom) my thoughts this week have been on her and the mark she left on me and my brother's and sisters.  I still miss her every single day of course, and yet it is has (at least at times) fallen much more into the category of smiling at treasured memories, and letting my mind linger and imagine all the things she might have said had she still been here, rather then the sharp stab of sorrow and grief.  How I wish she would have lived to hear that Melody finally gave birth to a girl.  We had a few conversations in her last year about that.  She didn't live to see sweet Luke or Vinny of course either, but she knew those boys were on the way. She soo wanted Mel to have a daughter as she wanted her to know that relationship when she was older.  Not that there wouldn't be all the fun along the way of course, but that adult relationship between mother and daughter is a hard one not to know. In many ways I couldn't agree more.  My mother was far from perfect.  That is a hard thing to verbalize sometimes, especially after they are gone.  But she had 6 children, and a VERY demanding husband, and her attention therefore as I was growing up was very hard to come by sometimes, especially when you are one of the older ones and the littler ones always seemed to be "needing" something or another. But as we all got older and my mom had finished raising her children, our relationship fell into an area that I can only describe as nearly perfect.  Or at least as close to it as it can be this side of heaven. She had a way of loving and encouraging me, praising me, cheering me on, and wanting so much for me that who couldn't be happy in such a relationship?  But it was much more then that.  We just "got" each other. Do you know what I mean?  How many times we laughed and cried together over the simplest thing, or enjoyed just sitting and being in each other's company.  We both enjoyed a good book, a quick and competitive game of cards, sewing and quilting, a good cup of tea, and SWEETS.  I am quite certain my sweet tooth came from my mom, though she NEVER struggled with her weight the way I have, lol.  My love of God began with her, and we prayed together too many times to really count or imagine as the years went by.  She leaned on me, I leaned on her.  And even though we were the closest of just plain old cherished "friends" in her later years, she was always somehow just my mom as well.  The older and older I become, the more and more I understand and treasure my mom. I will miss her desperately until the day I see her face again in heaven I am very, very sure.  It's one relationship that can never be duplicated or replaced, and I would never even try or want to for that matter.

I want to wish all of you mom's out there a wonderful day this Sunday.  If you still have your mom to treasure on this earth DO so, and enjoy every minute of it!


  1. I know how much you miss her I treasure my relationship with my Mom...and I do agree, the older I get, the more I treasure her!
    XO Kris

  2. While you'll likely always miss your mom (at least until you meet again), I pray that your remembering those cherished times together will bring you comfort now. That kind of special relationship is such a blessing, isn't it? I didn't have that bond with my own mom, so I cherish the relationship I have with my daughter all the more.

  3. I remember your posts about when your mom came to live with you. How special that you finally had that season in life when you were able to truly enjoy her. I know how you feel as I too miss my mom. I can't believe it's been 10 years since my mom went home to be with the Lord. And I look forward to our reunion in heaven as I'm sure you do as well.

    Blessings and love,

  4. Very nice post about your Momma :-)


  5. OH! what a beautiful tribute to your Mom and of your relationship with her,Debbie, I so well remember those card games you would post about! I was always wanting you girls to win!~smile~ That is such a beautiful photo of her too! One reason I am such a stickler for photos is that once taken and we see it, the memories just flood back, I am so thankful that God gave us memories, to draw on and carry us in both the good as well as the not so good times!
    Wishing you the happiest of Mother's Day dear friend!

  6. What a lovely post Debbie and I think it's really hard to verbalize anything negative about your deceased parents but afterall, no one is perfect and it certainly doesn't mean that we do not love them too death. Wishing you a happy weekend!

  7. What a well thought out post! You shared this beautiful lady in such a real and transparent way. You blessed her with those words, and inspired all of those who read this post, with what is really important in the mothering role of life. One thing I will say for sure though, and that is, she did a great job in raising you to be a lovely, caring and gracious person that you are today! I know your heart will hold touches of sadness this weekend, but I do hope you have a special Mother's Day weekend through it all!

  8. I am reading this for the first time and am shocked by how similarly we feel about our mothers (fathers, too, perhaps). Your mom is a wonderful woman and I know that the memory you have of her on this earth is alive and well.

  9. We never stop missing our Mothers, Debbie. And I think we all can relate to those Mother/Daughter trials as we were growing up, but isn't it wonderful to be able to say "Mother and I were best friends"? Hope you've had a great day, my dear.

  10. What a blessing that you and your mother forged such a wonderfully meaningful relationship and friendship as adults! I am sure that her passing left a tremendous loss. I pray that your memories were sweet this weekend and that you were honored by your dear ones. Hugs...


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