MOTHERS
- Real Mothers don't eat quiche; they don't have time to make it.
- Real Mothers know that their kitchen utensils are probably in the sandbox.
- Real Mothers often have sticky floors, filthy ovens and happy kids.
- Real Mothers know that dried play dough doesn't come out of carpets.
- Real Mothers don't want to know what the vacuum just sucked up.
- Real Mothers sometimes ask 'Why me?' and get their answer when a little voice says, 'Because I love you best.'
- Real Mothers know that a child's growth is not measured by height or years or grade... It is marked by the progression of Mommy to Mom to Mother...
The Images of Mother
- 4 YEARS OF AGE - My Mommy can do anything!
- 8 YEARS OF AGE - My Mom knows a lot! A whole lot!
- 12 YEARS OF AGE - My Mother doesn't really know quite everything.
- 14 YEARS OF AGE - Naturally, Mother doesn't know that, either.
- 16 YEARS OF AGE - Mother? She's hopelessly old-fashioned.
- 18 YEARS OF AGE - That old woman? She's way out of date!
- 25 YEARS OF AGE - Well, she might know a little bit about it!
- 35 YEARS OF AGE - Before we decide, let's get Mom's opinion.
- 45 YEARS OF AGE - Wonder what Mom would have thought about it?
- 65 YEARS OF AGE - Wish I could talk it over with Mom.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mole, but true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives, the passion that she shows, and the beauty of a woman with passing years only grows!
This sent to my a friend (one of my girls' adopted grandparents) who knows that I worry about things like play dough in the carpet.
That's just beautiful, so touching (and lol it's blue-tac we can never get out of the carpet :) and I welled up a little when I read:
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I had a funny memory of my mom on Christmas morning.
ReplyDeleteMy grand daughter toddled into the kitchen while my daughter, daughter-in-law, and I were cleaning up from brunch and putting dinner into crock pots.
I welcomed my grand daughter by saying, "Welcome to the kitchen, where you will spend many a Christmas day!"
Then, as if she were there (she wasn't, she is in a nursing home with Alzheimer's) I heard my mom say, "Christmas is probably the only day of the year that I wish I were a man."
Lovely, Melissa.
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