Mothers Day

Today is Mother's Day for most people.....but for me it's just another day.   When my mother and mother-in-law were alive, I used to celebrate with them.  I'd buy cards, cakes, flowers and I'd always make sure that I saw them or called them - or both.   I miss those days.   I miss my Mom.     What I wouldn't give to call her up right now and tell her how much I love her and to hear her words of comfort.....or to feel her loving arms wrap around me and hold me as I pour my heart out to her.   She had a quiet way about her where she wouldn't say much....she'd just be there for me.   

She was an amazing woman who lived for her family.   Her number one priority was to see to her family and to make sure we had everything we needed in life.  She wasn't a confident woman....except when it came to her family.   In that sense she was a true matriarch.   Sometimes I feel as if we (my siblings) don't give my mother full credit or enough credit for how we all turned out.   Our father was such a polarizing man that our memories and thoughts always gravitate to him.   But Mom....Mom was the glue that held us all together.   She was soft spoken and had a funny way of scrunching up her nose when she laughed.    She was stern though and often the disciplinarian compared Dad's soft spoken ways.   Maybe that's why our memories turn to Dad more?     I don't know.   But what I do know is when Mom got riled up, you could see the fire in her eyes.  Then you'd better stand back.  LOL   (Sounds familiar).

I see a lot of my mother in all of my sisters.   Probably more so in my sister Judy though....just in her whole demeanor.   But every one of my sisters has my mother's loving qualities and deep, deep devotion to their families.    

I see those same carried on down to my nieces as they raise their families.   

If I could have her with me today, I'd love give her the biggest hug and never let her go.  I'd whisper in her ear how much I love her and how much she means to me.   And I'd pull back and look at her face, her eyes and her smile....and I'd memorize it and cherish that fresh memory to take with me in to my next 40 years.     

My mother's legacy....her love...lives on.