Your Mother Is Always With You
~Author Unknown
She's the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street.
She's the smell of bleach in your freshly laundered socks.
She's the cool hand on your brow when you're not well.
Your mother lives inside your laughter.
She's crystallized in every tear drop.
She's the place you came from, your first home.
She's the map you follow with every step that you take.
She's your first love and your first heart break.
Nothing on earth can separate you. Not time, not space, not even death...
will ever separate you from your mother...
You carry her inside you heart!
Showing posts with label mother. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mother. Show all posts
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Mother's Day 2011
On this Mother's Day,I am fondly remembering my deceased maternal grandmother as well as my mother. These two women were as different as night and day. Yet they had two things in common, a wonderful nurturing spirit and a true love of family.
My mother and grandmother were role models for me when I started my own family.
I know I'm fortunate to have been raised by two great women! And I am most proud that my sons have carried forth this strong feeling of family love.
Today, I honor all the wonderful mothers who love and sacrifice for their families every day.
My mother and grandmother were role models for me when I started my own family.
I know I'm fortunate to have been raised by two great women! And I am most proud that my sons have carried forth this strong feeling of family love.
Today, I honor all the wonderful mothers who love and sacrifice for their families every day.
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
The Feathers in My Life
September 8, 2009. Today,a feather floated before me. A small, white, fluffy beautiful feather lay at my feet as I was outside getting ready to get into my car. I looked up and around to determine if a bird was in a tree nearby. I saw no bird. There was no breeze. Today, the day that marks the death of my mother three years ago, a feather comes into my world again. Why is the feather meaningful?
In 2006, two months after my mother passed away, I was outside trimming the bushes around my patio. I felt a presence around me and then a feather floated right on top of my hand. There was a slight breeze and I looked around to see if a bird was hidden in the bushes. There was no bird. And an overwhelming feeling came over me that my mother was somehow in my presence. It was as if she came to visit me to give me important messages: life continues, life is fleeting, and that she was still looking over me.
So that’s why the feather that came to me today is so important to me. My mother is still looking over me. I kissed the feather and placed it in a special ceramic piece that my mother had made in my bedroom.
In 2006, two months after my mother passed away, I was outside trimming the bushes around my patio. I felt a presence around me and then a feather floated right on top of my hand. There was a slight breeze and I looked around to see if a bird was hidden in the bushes. There was no bird. And an overwhelming feeling came over me that my mother was somehow in my presence. It was as if she came to visit me to give me important messages: life continues, life is fleeting, and that she was still looking over me.
So that’s why the feather that came to me today is so important to me. My mother is still looking over me. I kissed the feather and placed it in a special ceramic piece that my mother had made in my bedroom.
Friday, September 4, 2009
Forever Memory Garden
As the day draws closer to September 11, the date of my mother's burial- which also was her birthday- she is very much on my mind.
Today I worked in the garden I created in her memory. This is the first time I ever planted a garden, much less in remembrance of anyone. I do not have a green thumb but amazingly the garden is thriving after three months. The planting was done with love and care. I planted cannas, begonias, portulaca, lantana,and lilies and they are all blooming.
I have such a feeling of accomplishment and pride that this garden is honoring my mother. And, best of all, I feel her presence looking down over me as I work in the garden. My Forever Memory Garden is a lovely, peaceful place where I can reflect the happy times I spent with my mother.
If you have a loved one that you have lost, I recommend planting a garden in their memory. It can be a vegetable garden or an herb garden. It can be a large or small garden. Why don't you plant a garden this fall?
Today I worked in the garden I created in her memory. This is the first time I ever planted a garden, much less in remembrance of anyone. I do not have a green thumb but amazingly the garden is thriving after three months. The planting was done with love and care. I planted cannas, begonias, portulaca, lantana,and lilies and they are all blooming.
I have such a feeling of accomplishment and pride that this garden is honoring my mother. And, best of all, I feel her presence looking down over me as I work in the garden. My Forever Memory Garden is a lovely, peaceful place where I can reflect the happy times I spent with my mother.
If you have a loved one that you have lost, I recommend planting a garden in their memory. It can be a vegetable garden or an herb garden. It can be a large or small garden. Why don't you plant a garden this fall?
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