MOTHER'S DAY
                                                         
                                                     

 

                         Well, its Mother's Day again. I have always had trouble with this day. When I was a young mother, with children at home, this day wasn't too bad. I was caught up with the kids making me things and trying to make my day special. Just having them was special!
                            But it is difficult to accept the idea that you don't have a mother to celebrate. At the age I am at now, there are many who have lost their mothers. Mothers that have gone on to a greater place because it was their time in life, after living a full and rich life, to move on. I have always felt cheated, felt like my mother was cheated. She was cheated out of life, seeing her children grow, feeling the hugs of her grandchildren, seeing their smiling faces. I didn't have  a mother to make little drawings for, to make paper flowers for, to make hand written cards of love, full of X's and O's. I was thrilled to receive these kinds of things as a mother and now, grandmother. And I know in my heart that my mother knows that if she had been here, she would have received the same.
                          When I get to feeling down and blue, as I do now, I remind myself that she feels my love even now and I feel hers. God helps to keep that line of communication open. There are those out there that feel the same that I do and if you don't know, you should, your mother is always with you, holding your hand.