There is nothing more beautiful to a woman's ears than the sound of her children.
Her husband tells her that he loves her. He promises to cherish her forever. He showers her with all the affection and care he has to give. He supports her in life, he brings her all he has. He tells her he wants her to have his children.
And that is the most beautiful thing she has ever heard.
From the first moment I knew that this was what Michael wanted with me, I was a 'goner'...I was head-over-heels...I was all done!
To share my life with this man who wanted to share his life with me ~ nothing will ever erase that from my heart. I could go through a fiery wall and back, I could step off the edge of the world. If someone asked me to give up my life, I would ~ just to hear those words from him once more!
The children we have had together make my life worth living...from the very first day they came to me until the day I enter eternity, I will be grateful to Almighty God for sending me this wonderful gift of these children.
To deign to call me, of all people, to the vocation of Motherhood?!? One of the highest callings a woman can ever follow, to give back to Him the greatest gift ~ the life of a child! And the fact that He saw me as someone to whom He would trust a large family!...what could be greater than that?!?
And the celebration each year of Mother's Day is one of my favorites, not only because it gives me a reason, once again, to thank God for my family, but because it is another day on which they all gather together as a family, here at home.
Yesterday was a day just like I knew it would be. My children gave me gifts, hugs and kisses, told me that they loved me. It feels foreign to me to be the center of attention like that, but I let it happen to give them that chance...I would not want anyone to have to go through this life without love and regard for their Mother!
I went to see my Mom and I told her that I love her. She is old now, living in a home (which I hate), but there she is...stuck in a wheelchair, when I'm certain that she would much rather be on a boat somewhere, sipping a beer with my late Father, watching the sun set over Lake St. Clair, enjoying the scene with her children gathered around her.
Now, her children gather around her, just like mine do with me, and bring her flowers, cards and more memories...
Someday I know that this will be a memory for me. My grandchildren will come over and wish me a 'Happy Mother's Day, Grandma!' And I will love them as my own...just like these children of mine, trusted to me by Almighty God.
And no matter how old I get, or what ever happens to me in the future, I will carry all my 'Mother's Days' in my memory, in my heart ~ and I will love these children of mine forever.
And I will be eternally grateful that God saw fit to trust me, of all people...