This
mother's day I am grateful and happy to see my mother. But the sad news is
someone has lost their mother over the years. And that broken heart still
yearns to have that motherly talk. So today I will speak from the last moments
that I spent with a special woman in my life, and although I have my mother.
This woman is the one that bonded us together. Why, it was through her womb she
decided to give my mother life.
Dear Grandma,
I miss your chuckle and how you use to say "what's up doc" how are things going your way. I miss our prayer time on those late night calls. I miss the aroma of those homemade biscuits in my dream. I miss your aroma in the night air breeze. I miss getting dressed in our Sunday best for church services. I miss your stories and how you would make it through life. And in the end what you told me. I will "cherish" it the rest of my life. You were the link in this family’s chain. You were my strength through the night and shining armor when the enemy came. You were the voice of reasoning to get me through these troubling days. And for that I thank you for being who you are from yesterday.
Dear Mom,
Words are not enough to express my gratitude and respect for you. And to be honest you were always my best friend, thanks to Grandma who made it happen. So a long time ago I made a vow that if I promised to be obedient; that God would allow me to see my mother, in my latter years. And yes, here she is.
Mom, the world has changed and although we speak every day. I can hear things in your voice of how the world has changed. And know it's nothing you could have done better in this life. Time was just destined to change people overtime. Children were destined to choose their own paths, families would unite in differen circumstances, and struggles would be inevitable. Because of father time who would let all of humanity know; I am, not man who is in control. See mom how our stories from the past would bring us closer together in time. Where people would grasp onto what others are unfortunate to not have, and the reason why I still shared; it was because most of my old friends lost their mothers. I wish you could still hear the laughter I once heard on every call. And those days where we just stowed away until life changed us all. Because the labor increased making people grow weary. But I'm so blessed to know that the women in my life; were gentle and peaceful, forgiving and faithful, appreciative just to love in this life. You are the extension of the woman I grew into. We were the story that was meant to be told. I love you mom & Happy Mother’s Day!
And for those who have lost their mom think about this: child when I can no longer find peace on this earth. And you are too busy with what life will not allow you to keep up with; will you remember me when I'm old and gray. When my footsteps are short in space; will you take time to refocus on the tools I provided you, to make it through hard times? Will you remember the reason why I was there for you in this life? And if so mourn for me a little while, child because tomorrow has its own plan and I need you to be focused on where you plan on going. Why, because this place is not our permanent home. And one day I will be gone. But before I leave I left "love" in a package where you can always remember me. Now lift up your head high and wipe your eyes. There is work to be done, and we can't finish until you have completed your run.
And for those who have animosity in their hearts towards a mother. Listen closely, in order to find peace in yourself. First, you must release that hate for someone else. See my children "young" and "old" how people will make choices "good & bad". But we don't ever have to understand it. So if time allows you another day, why not look over your life and figure out; what is of worth in it, to allow you to find "forgiveness so that you may move into another day to rewrite a new chapter in your life.
I miss your chuckle and how you use to say "what's up doc" how are things going your way. I miss our prayer time on those late night calls. I miss the aroma of those homemade biscuits in my dream. I miss your aroma in the night air breeze. I miss getting dressed in our Sunday best for church services. I miss your stories and how you would make it through life. And in the end what you told me. I will "cherish" it the rest of my life. You were the link in this family’s chain. You were my strength through the night and shining armor when the enemy came. You were the voice of reasoning to get me through these troubling days. And for that I thank you for being who you are from yesterday.
Dear Mom,
Words are not enough to express my gratitude and respect for you. And to be honest you were always my best friend, thanks to Grandma who made it happen. So a long time ago I made a vow that if I promised to be obedient; that God would allow me to see my mother, in my latter years. And yes, here she is.
Mom, the world has changed and although we speak every day. I can hear things in your voice of how the world has changed. And know it's nothing you could have done better in this life. Time was just destined to change people overtime. Children were destined to choose their own paths, families would unite in differen circumstances, and struggles would be inevitable. Because of father time who would let all of humanity know; I am, not man who is in control. See mom how our stories from the past would bring us closer together in time. Where people would grasp onto what others are unfortunate to not have, and the reason why I still shared; it was because most of my old friends lost their mothers. I wish you could still hear the laughter I once heard on every call. And those days where we just stowed away until life changed us all. Because the labor increased making people grow weary. But I'm so blessed to know that the women in my life; were gentle and peaceful, forgiving and faithful, appreciative just to love in this life. You are the extension of the woman I grew into. We were the story that was meant to be told. I love you mom & Happy Mother’s Day!
And for those who have lost their mom think about this: child when I can no longer find peace on this earth. And you are too busy with what life will not allow you to keep up with; will you remember me when I'm old and gray. When my footsteps are short in space; will you take time to refocus on the tools I provided you, to make it through hard times? Will you remember the reason why I was there for you in this life? And if so mourn for me a little while, child because tomorrow has its own plan and I need you to be focused on where you plan on going. Why, because this place is not our permanent home. And one day I will be gone. But before I leave I left "love" in a package where you can always remember me. Now lift up your head high and wipe your eyes. There is work to be done, and we can't finish until you have completed your run.
And for those who have animosity in their hearts towards a mother. Listen closely, in order to find peace in yourself. First, you must release that hate for someone else. See my children "young" and "old" how people will make choices "good & bad". But we don't ever have to understand it. So if time allows you another day, why not look over your life and figure out; what is of worth in it, to allow you to find "forgiveness so that you may move into another day to rewrite a new chapter in your life.
