A Mother's Heart
There are times when we do not realize the importance of a mother's love. We take each day for granted. Some of us call our mother's once a month and others on occasion. A mother is like a lion and we are her cubs. They are there through the good times and the bad. They listen and give advice and although we may not always listen, they always know what is best. Since the passing of mom last August the journey has been long. Going through her things, wishing we had longer and realizing it was not God's plan has been what I would say rather complicated. A mother's heart never stops beating even when God has called them home. The things that are instilled in us are forever etched in our memory and our hearts. Reflecting on my own mother I came to realize that the way I fold towels, to the way the dishes are washed are all due to my mother repetitively and patiently teaching me how to do things correctly. Our mother's are precious and when a person loses them a flood of memories washes over us, like waves rolling in from the ocean. The flood gates open and we begin to jot down every last detail trying to hold onto those memories. We find ourselves holding and clinging to our lives knowing that when that day comes we will be reunited once again.
A mother's heart regardless of her flaws and mistakes keeps right on beating loving you unconditionally. Those last moments of our mother's life I knew that although she passed away, that very last beat of her heart was still loving her children and all of their imperfections.
If you still have your mother embrace her and love her. Visit or call her more often. Send her a card, gift or flowers to show her that you care. Hold onto her as long as you can and ask as many questions as you deem necessary, don't save it for another day. Another day may not come and you will never get the opportunity again to ask what you should have been asking all along. Get to know her as a person, you can bet she will be thankful that you did.
If your mother has passed away, write down all the memories that you can. Keep a picture by your side or something special that you remember about her. It is o.k. to cry and feel empty many of us have experienced the pain. It's o.k. to laugh about something that she did or talk about something that upset you. Those are all feelings and memories of someone special who was called mom.
All of us are our mother's heart and that will never stop beating.
If Roses Grow In Heaven
If Roses grow in Heaven
Lord, please pick a bunch for me.
Place them in my Mother's arms
and tell her they're from me.
Tell her that I love her and miss her,
and when she turns to smile,
place a kiss upon her cheek
and hold her for awhile.
Because remembering her is easy,
I do it every day,
but there's an ache within my heart
that will never go away.
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