Mother's Day is hard for me. My own mother passed over to the spirit world many years ago, and my children live 1000 miles away. They both call me and send wonderful gifts, but I will spend the day with Papa Bear and the furkids. This year it's a little easier, since we will be meeting up with my son and daughter in Memphis in less than two weeks, to spend a long weekend together having fun.
I woke up this morning feeling like it was "just another Sunday", and missing my own mom. Then I found this text sent by my daughter early today. She isn't typically a writer, and I've never know her to write a poem before. I had to share this with you, it is the most precious gift she could have given.
When I think no one understands me,
When my love is rejected again by another,
And when I hate my life,
I close my eyes, and hear your words,
From someone who loves me no matter what,
Who cares for me in my loneliness,
And hurts when I cry.
You are number one in my life
And I will love you always.
Thank You Mom for being there,
Keeping me strong, holding me up,
And giving so much of your heart.