Tribute To My Mother
My Mother, My Friend
I want to dedicate this lens to you mother.
You know mom, of the two losses that we've suffered in the past 4 weeks. First, I lost my Baby Girl who died in a very painful way. Next, not even two weeks later, we lost my brother Michael, your youngest son. Two losses in two short weeks has touched me in a way that I cannot explain. I wish that I could take all of your pain away, that you would not need to shed anymore tears. When suffering through a loss of a loved one it causes people to reflect on their lives. It causes you take time to stop and think about what's most important in your life.
When I see people arrive at a funeral to see someone they've not spoken to in years, I have to admit that it angers me. It angers me because I feel that they are hypocrites. I feel that their sudden ability to grieve is a facade. Something they turn on and show to the rest of the world because they feel they are expected to. They feel obligated in some way. I can't do that mom. I grieve because I love. I grieve because I have a genuine care and love for an individual. I know you do the same.
The reason I'm talking here about the losses we've just experienced is because it really upsets me that people wait until a loved one has passed until they can find it in their heart to say the nicest things about the deceased.
This is not your eulogy, because you are not gone. You are alive and breathing and living and laughing. This is the time for me to tell you how I feel about you. What being your daughter means to me. I want you to know what you've done for me. I don't wish to wait until it's too late to say these things. You need to know it and hear it right now, in this moment. I know that I tell you sometimes that I love you and care for you, but I don't think you know to what extent I feel these things. You deserve to know, right now. Today, and everyday, I want you to know my love, my gratitude and my admiration for you.
THINGS LEFT UNSAID?
Is there a loved one you've lost, that you were UN-able to share your feelings with before it was too late?
There are so many things that I want to say to you, I've decided to put it in writing. In this writing mom, I want to share with you how I feel about all of the wonderful things that you have brought into my life. I want you to know how you have influenced my life; how you molded me and shaped me to be the woman I am today. You deserve to be honored, you deserve to be thanked. How do I thank you? How could a daughter possibly thank a mother such as you?
This will be the easiest lens article I will ever write. There is no research to be done, no studying required. All I plan to do here is speak from my heart. All I want to do mom, is tell you that I love you. I love you more than I ever thought possible to love another human being.
VERBALLY loving your mother...
This is not about telling others how much you love her. Do you tell HER?
Do you VERBALIZE love for your mother to HER?
The life you sacrificed.
The life you chose.
When you became a mother, not once, but six times in all, you chose a life of selflessness. You chose a life of dedication and giving. You chose to give up a life as an independent woman in exchange for a life of nurturing. You made a decision that you have held strong to for a lifetime. You chose to give up all selfish thoughts and desires that we humans have in exchange for loving and caring and doing for all of your children. God blessed you with a half dozen of us; I guess it must have been your calling.
I want to say that I know of the sacrifices that you've made. I know, because now that I am a mother (and grandmother), I have done the same. Something changes inside of a woman when she brings a new life into this world. Something so drastically changes inside our heart and soul. You had a need inside of you to care for us and do for us unlike any mother I have ever seen. For a woman to have given of herself so much and for so long, it is extraordinary in my opinion. You deserve a medal. You deserve so much more than you have been given. I feel somewhat at a loss because I cannot give to you all that you deserve.
Do you feel BLESSED because of the mother you've been given.
Were you blessed with a mother like mine?
I know that I haven't always understood your point of view or agreed with all of your decisions. In some cases I've probably been down right mad at you. It took me a few years to get it. I had to be a woman I suppose, before I really understood, because as I child we just do not have the knowledge to comprehend the devotion and the commitment that our mother offers. As a child we take our mothers and fathers for granted. We expect to be cared for, paid for, forgiven, accepted, and everything else under the sun. It's unfortunate that we must grow to a certain age or time in our lives before we can fully appreciate the blessings that we're given in our parents.
"It took me a few years to get it. I had to be a woman, I suppose, before I really understood because as a child we do not have the knowledge to comprehend the devotion and the commitment that our mother offers. As a child we take our mothers and fathers for granted. We expect to be cared for, paid for, forgiven accepted and everything else under the sun."
You could have chosen to be childless. You could have chosen a career and status. You could have chosen so many things for your path in life.
You chose us. You chose three girls and three boys and a husband that you would be married to - until death do you part. I want to thank you now mom. I want to thank you for choosing me. I want to thank you for being my mother.
Have you THANKED your own mother lately?
I'm trying to list all of the things that you do for me, (like I ever could).
Where do I begin?
A mother does so many things for her child during a life's time it would be utterly impossible to list them all. Still, I want to list some of the most memorable things for me about you being my mother. I want to specifically thank you for all of these things and so much more.
I can confide in you about anything.
I can share things with you that I can share with no other. I don't have to worry about the repercussions. I don't have to worry about being judged. I just share with you, my fears, my thoughts, my hopes and my dreams. I can share with you anything and everything that I have a need to share. I can't say that about anyone else in this world.
You support me... ALL THE TIME.
When I'm feeling somewhat inadequate, or a little afraid, you are right there to encourage me and remind me that you believe in me. You reassure me that there is nothing I can't do. There is not one other person on this earth who has ever given me the encouragement that you've given to me for so long. You believed in me when I didn't even believe in myself. You gave me strength and courage. You taught me not to let fear of a challenge or fear of the unknown, keep me from going after my dreams.
When I decided to be drive an 18 wheeler and everyone around me was negative, you weren't. You knew that if I had the desire to do it; nothing was going to stop me. You supported me from the very beginning. Your support kept me going when life was challenging and tough on the road as a female driver. Thank you for your support.
Mothers love is the fuel that
enables a normal human being
to do the impossible.
- Mario C. Garretty
You are the wind beneath MY wings. - This one's for you momma!
You taught me to be a mother. When I gave birth to Sylvia and I was so young, so immature and so lost about what to do, it was you who guided me and gave me direction. You were right there beside me teaching me that love takes over. You taught me to enjoy my girl as of piece of me, care for her needs and love her. That's all I needed to do and the rest we learn as we go. I don't know what I would have done were you not there for me when I became a mother. Oh, my goodness, I would have been completely without a clue. When I was tired and needed help, it was you who would come help me and sit with me during the late night hours of sickness with my girl. When she had material needs and I couldn't afford them, it was you who came through and provided for her as if she were your very own.
I will never forget the beautiful wicker bassinet you brought for me to lay her in. It wasn't new, it wasn't expensive but it was beautiful to me. I will always remember that little bassinet on wheels trimmed out in yellow and white checks with eyelet trim. I will always remember it because it was you who gave to me my baby's first bed. A place to keep her near me. A place for her to nestle and be warm and be loved.
Mothers and daughters are closest,
when daughters become mothers.
You are concerned about my well being. When it seems that I'm all alone and that I have no-one at my side, it's just my imagination. I'm never alone because you are with me all the days of my life. I know that you worry about me, my physical health, my well being. Day in and day out, you worry about me. Please stop worrying momma. I'm okay now; it's time for you to stop worrying. I know to you, I am your baby. I will probably always be your baby. Your baby is now a mother, and yes, even a grandmother. I think you can stop worrying now.
Our daughter Sylvia-age 3
Sylvia's daughter, Aspen-age 3
Right to left: Myself, my MOMMA Marjorie, daughter Sylvia, grand-daughter, Aspen
You physically help me, day in and day out. You have been by my side through various surgeries over the years. You were there to help care for me, help care for my home and my needs. I know that you are aware of my unfortunate health problems that I've had for so many years. Most people don't have a clue about what it's like for other people who live with chronic pain for years on end. You know, mom. You are always observant and aware. . . You always know when I'm at my breaking point, when I'm so tired of hurting that it has started to affect my motivation for the next day. You, and only you, always know. Even with your age and your own limitations and disabilities you continuously try to make life easier for me physically. You have purchased for me gadgets and medicines and contraptions of all kinds, hoping that one day you'll find me a cure all.
You give of yourself so much that I'm afraid you sacrifice your own well being for others. I want you to concern yourself with your physical health now. Let me worry about mine. Let's take care of you for awhile. It's your turn. Your children are raised; you have more grandchildren than I can count. It's time that we do for you now. Even though I appreciate all these things you do for me, I do NOT want you to neglect your own health for the sake of helping me. I want you to live to be a hundred and then some!
YOU MEND BROKEN HEARTS
You helped to mend my broken heart so many times when I was a child, a young adolescent and even a young woman. Each time (and there was a few), that I thought my heart was broken due to an end of a relationship, you helped me to go on. You were right there, on my side, each and every time. You never said, I told you so. You never turned me away when I needed you the most. You opened the door, and opened your arms and your heart. You picked me up and brushed me off and helped to put me back on my feet again.
You showed me that life goes on. We suffer loss and we go through heart break sometimes so painful we feel as though we're going to die ourselves. We sometimes feel as though our hearts are truly broken. We are so confused about our futures and without a plan or direction. What would I have done without you? I'm telling you, I don't think I could have gone through the life that I've lived without you, my mother, by my side. You have been in my corner and holding my hand, (figuratively) of course, from childhood to this very day.
You compliment me and you always have. When a person needs a thumbs up or some acknowledgement of some kind to validate who they are sometimes the world comes up short. You never do, momma. You are always right there to tell me how I amaze you! Okay, I will never understand that, and I don't think I agree with it either, however; you have made it very clear to me over the years that you are proud of me. You have been proud of my mothering, my grand mothering; my small accomplishments in this world, my courage and my audacity. You have been proud of me and you have complimented me so many times in so many ways. No other person in this world has given me the compliments that you have given. Thank you mother for your kudos and your thumbs up. Thank you for your approval and all of the wonderful compliments that you have bestowed upon me.
If I stop and think about all of the flowers I've received over the years, I would have to say that the majority of them were gifts from you.
Not from a date, or an admirer, but from my momma.
Even though I grow my own flowers you often bring me some to brighten my day. If you think I need cheering up, you bring me flowers. If you're just out and about and they catch your eye, you bring me flowers.
Thank you for all of the beautiful flowers you have given me over the years
You would be surprised to know that even as I was writing this article, you brought me a bouquet of roses.
You would give of your very last dollar.
For a woman to have so little of the finer things in life and to do what you have done for others for an entire lifetime is commendable. No, you are not Mother Teresa, as the world knows her, but you are my Mother Teresa. You have done for your children and your grand-children without hesitation, over and over again, for your entire life. I don't think you will ever get the appreciation and gratitude that you so deserve. In fact, I know that you will not. You have repeatedly done without things that you need or desire in order to give what you have, to others.
You have given way more than should ever be expected from one person. I wonder if others are aware, as I am, of everything you've done for them. You need to stop now, mom. Your children are no longer children. It is time for your children to return the love. It is time for your children and your grand-children to do for you. It is your turn.
I know that if I needed a dollar, if it should be your very last dollar, you would hand it to me. You would give me that dollar without hesitation, without a question about why I might need it or how I wish to use it. You would just give to me your very last dollar. Oh, mother, if you only knew how much I would love to give to you. I want so much to make life easier for you in these years. I want so much to acquire all of your needs and desires and just lay them before you, at hands reach for you to accept as you need. I know that financially, I will never be able to give to you the gifts I'd like to give. For the most part, I have only myself to give, a physically impaired self at that. I will do for you every thing I can with the physical abilities that I have, but it breaks my heart that I can never do for you all the things I wish to do. You deserve more. You deserve so much more.
MOMMA'S DAYCARE CENTER
Free daycare, around the clock, vacancies!
You provided child care services for so many of your grand-children when their parents were unable to provide for paid care. It's always the best choice to have your chldren cared for by someone who loves them and your children knew that. You have played a role in the raising of so many children, including mine . You have definitely earned the privilege of being called MOTHER, being called GRAND-MOTHER.
My daughter and grand-daughter (as well as all of the other grand-children you have) are so fortunate to have you as a grand-mother.
Need a ride, call 1-800 your momma or 1-800 grandma
Often you would even provide twenty-four hour taxi driving services to those without transportation. When they needed a lift to work, it didn't matter what time of day or night it might have been. You were there, giving of your sleep, your time and your dollars to transport those in need. If you didn't drive others around yourself, often you just gave loaner ship of your vehicle.
MOMMA'S 24 Hour Cafe
Open all hours, eat for free!
Nobody, and I do mean nobody can cook like a momma cooks. Here I am at this age and still today, I love your cooking! Your entire famly loves your cooking. You have had an ongoing, open door policy retaurant for the last fifty years. If and when you had a family member hungry they always knew where to turn. Momma would have something, it would be delicious and there is no reservation necessary. All meals are served free of charge with no clean up required. Hmmm.....kind of sounds like a restaurant advertisement doesn't it? I can't begin to imagine how many meals you've served up in your lifes time, but there was always someone in line for a plate. Thank you momma, for your home cooking.
One of the most precious things I have in this life - You are here with me.
I have to tell you momma, one of the greatest days of my life was the day that we were able to move you here, to our town. To be able to relocate you to be near to us is one thing, but how many daughters get lucky enough to have their momma in the home just next door? God surely blessed me on that day. Not that I minded traveling a zillion times a year for visits, but oh, my life is so much better today. Today, I have you in my life, everyday.
I promised dad many years ago, that I would always look after you. I feel I have a chance to do that now that you live right next door. Little did I know, at the time that I made that promise exactly how much you would be looking after me in return.
In just a moments time I can be at your door and we can visit and chat. We work the gardens together and sit on the patio and watch the birds and the bunnies. I love that we can sneak off together for an afternoon lunch or a trip to the local antique stores. I love having you live so close to me. I love that I get to see you each and every day, even if we see each other for only a few minutes, I sincerely love that part of my life.
I want you know that you could never be a burden to me. You could never ask too much of me. You are my momma; anything I have to give is yours for the taking. If there is ever anything that you need or want from me that I have not given, please don't pause. Don't hesitate to ask.
I am, because of you. I love you momma. I love you with all of my heart. I am both honored and proud to be your daughter.
I know that there are so many things that didn't make it to this lens. I'm sorry for that, it would just go on and on forever. Just know these last few things...
- I respect you and admire you
- I am proud to be your daughter
- I've never known anyone in my life as giving as you
- You taught me how to be a daughter, a mother and a grand-mother
- I look up to you
- I appreciate you and I am grateful for you
- I accept you for who you are (and who you are not)
- I can live with your quirks (and, yes, you have a few!)
- It makes me happy when I can do for you
Did I leave anything out? I'm sure that I did. How do I put all of these years into a single lens? It's not happening.
In what ways are YOU helpful to your mother?
In what ways are you helpful to your mother?
I'm everything I am...because YOU loved me. - A beautiful song I dedicate to you.
To whom do you give CREDIT?
If there was one person in this world you could credit for your existence and your being the person you are today...Who would you give that credit?
Life with my momma...Click thumbnail to view full-size
Have you written a Tribute Lens yet?
Which song-video did you like best? - My mother's favorite is Bette Midler, I'm sure.
Which song-video did you like best as far as a tribute to your momma?
Have you ever thought about writing a tribute to your mother? (father, loved one)
How to write a Tribute Letter
Guess what? There are no rules.
Are you interested in writing a tribute to your mother? Here, I would like to give you some personal recommendations on the subject.
- First and foremost, there is no wrong way. Did you hear what I just said? There is NO wrong way. A tribute to your mother or another loved one, if you so desire, should come from the heart. Regardless of what you may or may not read on the net, you don't have to worry too much about format and guidelines. This is a personal tribute, between you and your mother. There are no rules, only your heart.
- Just write! Write what you feel.
- It doesn't matter how old you are, I am 44 years old and she's always going to be my momma. She will forever be deserving to hear my thankfulness.
- Write about how that person contributed to your life and helped you become the person that you are today.
- Write about why you look up to her and what she means to you.
- Write about your most memorable moments in time with her.
- Write about all of her wonderful qualities and maybe even her quirks.
- Just write!
"Do NOT wait until it's too late to express your feelings for your mother (or another loved one)."
“Do NOT wait until you are actually asked to write a eulogy or an obituary, instead.”
Please, take a few hours out of your busy life and spend some time writing a tribute to your mother. I know that you will not regret it. Take some time to say THANK YOU, to your mother. As far as myself, I feel that I could never thank her enough for all that she's given to me in my lifetime. It doesn't stop me from trying. She does know that I love her, because I tell her. She does know that I love her because I try to show her on a daily basis. She does know that I love her, because I'm here for her, always, whatever her needs may be.
This had to be the easiest lens article I will ever write.
There is no work involved here. You do not need to research and study your topic for days on end. You do not need to purchase books on the proper way to write it. You are in control. This lens tribute requires your time, your writing and your heart. How could it be any easier? When you are writing about someone you love, there is no work involved. Open your heart and put your fingers on the keyboard and let the words flow naturally. You can always go back later and do some editing, clean it up a bit, or even make it prettier to look at. For now, just start writing.
After you've written you tribute lens to your mother, print it out and give it to her to have and keep. Let all of those thoughts and all of those feelings be heard and read. Let her hear it now, not later, not some day, now.
Most of us here on earth were only blessed with one mother. For those of us who were lucky enough to have her, no one else in this world could take her place. She's here today. Will she still be here tomorrow, or will tomorrow be too late? What would you say to her if you had the chance? This is your chance. Today is your chance.
I know that there are some people, probably many more than we could all imagine who were not fortunate to have a mother so wonderful. To those people, I would ask that you write about the one person who influenced your life the most whether that is another parental figure, a relative or a friend. Someone in your life deserves your thanks, your appreciation and your gratitude, please give it to them. It's such a small way to say thank you.
I would be honored to read your Tribute Lens if you are able to share it online. I hope I didn't babble on too much. I hope that I've inspired you to put your heart out there for your mother, or, as I refer to mine, your momma. Now, go get started on that tribute!
Get information about writing a tribute letter. - Tribute letters are for any loved one.
Learn how to write a tribute letter and honor someone you love. Your letter doesn't have to be limited to only mothers. You can write and honor any individual that you love dearly. Here are some great resources where you can learn the 'how to' of writing your tribute. See what others have written as well.
Beautiful Bronze Statues honoring Mothers.
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Do you want more help writing your tribute lens? - Outlines, examples and more.
If, after reading my tips for a tribute letter you find that you want more help; here are a few more resources for you.
- get help writing
- A basic example fo a tribute.
- Outline for a tribute letter
A general tribute outline.
- How to write a tribute letter.
Suggestions on putting your tribute together.
- How to write a poem as a tribute.
How to write a poem as a tribute.
- Write a loving tribute to mom.
Learn how to write a loving tribute to mom, by: Lilia Fallgatter.
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I hope that I have inspired you in some small way to go and sit and write and thank your own mother.