Mother’s Day is bitter sweet for me. Each year memories of the 1970 Mother’s Day floods my mind. This was the day I went into labor with our first child, Elisa Lynn. She was born on May 11, 1970. Richard and I spent the day with my parents, my sisters, and their families at my sister Jane’s house on Sunday the 10th. I was in labor for more than 16 hours and Elisa was born on Monday morning. Elisa was nine years old when she died on June 27, 1979.
Much has happened in my life since then. My daughters, Erica and Christa, have given me many sweet memories throughout my years as a mother. I am blessed and consider being a mother my most important life time mission. They make me so proud. They are my legacy. Now this legacy has been wonderfully extended to include my grandsons, Trevor (7 1/2) and Hunter (5).
This year Christa visited me a couple days prior to Mother’s Day with her good wishes and a beautiful White Trumpet Lily Plant. Richard and I were with Erica, Trevor, Trevor, and Hunter for dinner on Mother’s Day. I have been going to physical therapy for leg muscle and sciatic nerve pain. Something which I needed was an exercise mat so I can do my exercises at home. This was my very welcomed Mother’s Day gift from Erica.
After dinner I was presented with a special and priceless gift from Trevor and Hunter. It was their precious sweet little voices reading the Hallmark Book, “All The Ways I Love You”. When I first opened the package I thought that they wanted me to record the readings but soon found out that they had recorded their words for me. At Christmas time I had recorded a Hallmark book for them. I was “The Christmas Story”. It took me a long time to read and record each page because I couldn’t do it without crying. It was very emotional for me because of the thought, “if I am able to pass on anything to my grandsons, my faith, my spiritual legacy, is by far the most important thing I can do”. I want them to know Jesus and the Christmas Story. I feel a deep sense of responsibility and honor to be part of their lives.
Erica’s job getting the boys to read, say, and record each page was not easy and is much appreciated. Having 5 and 7 year old boys sit still and concentrate for any length of time is a feat in itself.
I would like to share the words which they recorded for me. I only wish you could hear their little voices as they took turns reading or memorizing the words on each page. Trevor is in the first grade and can read. Hunter is Pre-K so had to memorize his half of each page.
“Happy Mother’s Day Grandma. We love you.”
“I love you quicker than a minute. I love you longer than an hour.”
“I love you stronger than the wind. I love you softer than a cloud.”
“I love when you are quiet. And I love when you are loud.”
“I love you closer than your shadow. I love you further than the sun.”
“I love you, too, when raindrops fall;...one...by one...by one.
“I love you round and round the world. I love you through and through.”
“And when it seems impossible to love you more.....I do.”
My grandsons sure know how to melt a grandmother’s heart!
I thank you Lord for all you have brought me through. I thank you for our daughters, for our son-in-laws, and for our grandsons. As you have loved me, I love them. May each of us pass on your love to others. Thank you Father, for allowing me to be a mother and a grandmother. Amen
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