I remember the first Mother’s Day….I spent pregnant. I took my Mother to a ‘tea’ at our church. It was such a special day…filled with smiles, giggles and tears as we thought back over the years. Memories flood me now, as I think back to days where we were loving to one another…and ones where we were down right…well, not so loving. She spent the last few years of her life…very sick and I did not know how to handle that. I missed her….for many years before she died. I wanted her to be part of my family…and the miles between us took their toll.
So, I’m a Mom now of three amazingly wonderful and very different children and I love my children dearly. They all have their special place in my heart and the fear I had with my second child…’will I love her as much as my first born’…has truly disappeared and helped me gain a small glimpse of the love God has for each of us.
My Husband lost his Dad when he was young…he summed up this sadness I feel….He said, He misses his Dad more now….because, as a Dad, he sees what he missed out on. I had my Mother…until two years ago.
So, where am I going with this? I’m not sure….this is truly a ‘ramble’. Mother’s Day…will never be the same. I love my children dearly….I love their hugs, their smiles, their gifts…the quiet times and the not so quiet times. My heart, at the same time is broken….a little piece is missing…it’s in Heaven…where I long to be with all of my family…..
One last thought that I think may sum my rambling up……..as I was flipping through the tv on Sat night, I came upon Cheaper by the Dozen. The main Character in the movie ends the story with this thought: Being a Parent means reconciling with the past, engaging in the present and believing in the future.Please note, this post contains affiliate links. See disclosure for full information