Hello Hatters, It’s been two and a half years since my mom passed away. There are so many things that come to mind about mom; the lessons on life, hard work, discipline, and of course, love. Mom enjoyed hosting special events and cooking delicious meals for family reunions or celebrations like birthdays or anniversaries. She was a model servant to our family and friends. Mom’s gift of encouragement was apparent to so many people. This year, Mother’s Day, will be bittersweet for many people as they have suffered the loss of a mother or a grandmother. Even this very week, a dear friend passed away leaving her grieving family in the month of May, a month known for celebrating moms. Families that are dear to Country Hubby and me, have lost moms and grandmothers within the last year. It is such a hard time, and honestly, beyond words to describe. For a writer like me, who enjoys lots of words, it is impossible to truly communicate tender care and comfort to the suffering hearts. There’s no softening the blow to losing a special woman. The only thing that I can offer after being without my mom for the last two and a half years, is to let the Lord hold every tear, feeling, thought, and ache in His Hands. In regards to my own mother, the Lord knows that she suffered terrible things in the last years of her life. It’s a beautiful thing to think of her as vibrant and healthy, without a care, tear, or fear. Although my thoughts and feelings may be different than what others are experiencing, I hope in some way, I show that I understand just a bit. Every motherhood is different; every childhood varies from mine. No one really understands the depth of another person’s loss; it is deeply personal and it’s very painful. There are those people who still have living mothers and grandmother, so treat them well this year. Call them, visit with them, or see them, if you are able. Take the time to treasure the gift of your moms and your grandmothers. While I know that no mom or grandmother is perfect, life does change when they are gone. For me, mom was a cheerleader on the varsity string, and I miss her terms of endearment and her encouragement. I am a mom/grandma and I’m far from normal or perfect, but there’s a lot of love in my heart for my kids and my grandchildren. I experience a special bond with my grandchildren, whom I call my grammybabies. Each time we are together on the phone or in person, we take the time to say, “It makes my heart happy to hear/see you!” Whether you’re thinking of a special woman because she has already passed away or she is still here, let your heart feel some gratitude for what you had, or what you have, or for what you can cherish in the future. A tribute to moms; it’s more than a Hallmark card tradition.
Hugzzzzzzzz,
MT Penny