Mom, I’m sitting in a favorite restaurant of mine and wishing I could share another meal and conversation with you. I miss your laugh, I miss your appetite for life while sitting around a table with good food, friends and family. I miss your strength and courage you shared with me without saying a word. I miss getting messages from you on my phone simply stating, “this is your mother, call me…” I would love to hear your voice one more time and feel your arms hugging me once more. Nothing compares to a mothers love. I have so many things I want to share with you, I hope I am finally settling into being the woman you always thought I would be. Not based upon social positioning or accolades that last only a short while but for the things that showcase truth, peace, acceptance, responsibility, confidence, courage and above all love. You were a strong, brave and courageous woman who never complained that life was too hard, never ran away from a challenge and never sacrificed someone else’s happiness in order to get ahead in life. You loved your family, some were close while others were miles away…made no difference you loved us all. I don’t have a specific reason for missing you today, you’re part of my daily existence, I’m here because of you and though you are not physically with me, the essence of you still surround and comfort me. ~I love you and miss you Mom!
Ecclesiastes 3:1-22 ESV “For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven: a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted; a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing.”
~Blessings and Peace~
I didn’t have the privelge of knowing your Mom but I have a sense that she would be so proud of her loving daughter. Indeed, she will always be with you as she gave parts of herself to you from the moment you were conceived. That’s a mother’s love.
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I didn’t have the privelge of knowing your Mom but I have a sense that she would be so proud of her loving daughter. Indeed, she will always be with you as she gave parts of herself to you from the moment you were conceived. That’s a mother’s love.
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