Sitting with the Lord and thinking about my mother. Losing her in 1990 still goes on record as the hardest and most difficult loss I’ve experienced to date! So Mother’s Day is always a dreaded day for me. Not to take anything from the celebrations of Mothers everywhere because I certainly believe that Mothers deserve to be celebrated everyday! So I’m sitting with the Lord in anticipation of the painful emotions that Mother’s Day evokes. What I’ve learned about grief is that it is best to address these feelings instead of stifling them. As much as I’d like to bypass the pain that certain holidays bring up, it just does not happen that way. And no matter how long it’s been since my Mother went to be with the Lord, I feel her loss more on certain days than others. When my book was recently published, the memory of my Mother encouraging me to save my writings at a very young age came to the forefront of my mind. I had a tearful moment. She was always our best cheerleader! She always saw the best in me and embraced the uniqueness of each of us. My Mama could spoil any and every child! She knew how to make you feel like the most special and most loved person in the whole wide world! My Mama’s love was a healing kind of love. I miss her kisses on the forehead and her hugs. Her nurturing heart and consummate hostess nature had us bringing friends over all the time. Everybody loved my mother! She took care of everybody in the neighborhood. She was a magnet for those that needed some extra TLC! That’s my Mama. Holy Spirit making me aware of how my heart is being lifted as I remember how precious my Mama was. She worked from the time she was 18 years old and worked herself up the supervisor chain all while making our home full of love. I always felt extremely cared for and never neglected. That’s hard for a mother to do when she’s working full time with four stair step children at home. She sang on the church choir and founded a Community ladies league that served the community. I get it from my Mama! She was a beautiful soul inside and out! This exercise as I sit with the Lord and the Holy Spirit reminding me how much my Mama loved me is lifting my heart and I’m grateful. Grief needs an interruption of those precious memories. Those memories help to sustain us through difficult days. My heart goes out to those of us who will celebrate our Mothers who are no longer with us. We can still remember and celebrate their lives. Thank you Lord for the blessing of a wonderful mother!!! As my brother says, we won the lottery with our parents!

Just sharing my morning musings for those who’ve lost your mother. My hope is that you too will allow the memories to sustain you & put a smile on your face! Praying that your heart will be lifted like mine!