An honest product
of our past…made up of bits and pieces of this and that…shaping us into we all are
or were. But are we perfect? Is anyone?
Girl to woman
to wife to mother to grandmother yet remaining all simultaneously; quite a
balancing act when you think about it.
Missteps and sadness keep us humble and the best among us grow, and move
on…
You learned
as only you knew.
Mischievously fun; experimenter of the new and the improved. Touching
lives with each God-given day, without fanfare or applause. Passing on skills unknowingly. There is no instruction manual for any life
lived…we make it up as we go...
You inspired
as only you knew.
Fiercely
protective of her world; Lucky Lady with softness in her soul when peeking beneath
an outer armor of conviction. Demonstrating
fairness, rightness, and excellent casseroles.
I watched, even though unaware. I
learned, even though there was no test…
You taught as
only you knew.
Generously
giving of self; money merely a tool for good, to a fault perhaps…oh well. Encourager of the ridiculousness of youthful
dreams and schemes. Partner for life ‘til
death did she part. Many remember her
name…
You loved as
only you knew.
Happy Mother’s
Day Mother
