I often go walking in meadows of clover
And I gather armfuls of blossoms of blue.
I gather the blossoms the whole meadow over.
Dear Mother, all flowers remind me of You!
Oh, Mother, I give you my love with each flower
To give forth sweet fragrance a whole lifetime through.
For if I love blossoms and meadows and walking,
I learned how to love them, Dear Mother, from You!
The beautiful white, with a hint of peach, roses in this bouquet were
given to me by Daughter*2 and her hubby for Mother's Day.
There are a dozen. They cannot be here so they gave them to me early. I added them to an
arrangement I already had, after removing the spent flowers.
I just love them and wanted to share their beauty with all of you!
Happy Mother's Day to all of you!
If you are not a mother, you can still have a Happy Mother's Day,
Celebrate your own Mother and the things you learned from her.
How to behave as well as how NOT to behave!
(That comment is specifically for MY children!)
I am Grateful to my Dear Husband, that he wanted to have children with me,
and grateful for the blessing of five amazing, humorous, fun, sassy, intelligent,
thoughtful, silly, musical and patiently forgiving children.
They make our lives so rich!
I am grateful for a MomInLaw that is so kind and generous and good and loving to me
and has such a good time with our family. She helps me so much, and
has been for 32 years. She treats me like I am her own daughter.
I am grateful for a Mother who rocked me, read to me, encouraged me, spanked me,
cheered me, listened to me, sewed for me, taught me so many things
cried with me, laughed with me, rejoiced with me and
loved me through everything life brought our way.
I am thankful to Heavenly Father for the blessing of such good examples of Mothers in my life.
I hope that I will be the Mother my children at least laugh at later in their lives
if not think of me fondly! I think they think of me fondly...and in frustration, and
patience and understanding and hunger, and when the laundry isn't done, and. . .
when there isn't any gas in the car, and when I am late. . .again...
and when dinner is on time and it's their favorite meal!
Thanks for loving me, kids! At least it was not boring around here!
Happy Mother's Day to you all!
Heart hugs!
Betsy