LOVE OF A MOTHER
What holds us together as a family.
Is it the strength of one individual member
or is it the love of all of the family in a whole.
I referred to the bible reading in 1 Corinthians 12:12
Which reads : "The body is a unit, though it is made up
of many pars; and though all its parts are many they
form one body."
We all have various strengths and talents that we bring to the family. This makes a working body to help each other and provide the encouragement, strength and love to get through life.
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With today being my mothers birthday, I am focused on her life and how she was a driving force
in making me what I am today. She was the matriarch of our family and all of us would eventually have to answer to her. All the family functions, parties and dinners would find her right in the middle of the arrangements. She wasn't very tall, in fact you could say she was small. But, her bite was just as bad as her bark.
I will always remember talking back to her and to my amazement... how keen her sense of hearing was.... and also, how fast she could run after us when provoked.
Thinking on the positive though, She was a great cook and loved to use her cooking skills, especially for the sunday family dinners. That was the days you better have a good excuse for being at the table..... like you were dead maybe...
One such fine dinner found my father asking why the spaghetti sauce was so thick..... She did not respond, but got up from her chair and went into the kitchen to get a glass of water. When she came from the kitchen she went directly to my father and poured the water over his head. Which in turn found its way to the plate, thus thinning the sauce.
As with all families we had good and bad times. But, I remember mostly good times, with the one that loved us. She would call all the time to give us the encouragement when we needed and sometimes the words of rebuke when did not care to hear it. She was dedicated to her family and would do whatever was necessary to make sure we were cared for.
I will always remember our trip to the outer banks. How we would walk along that beach every morning at sun up for that week. We talked and shared the moments of a lifetime in those thirty minutes a day.
Love you mom. Happy Birthday from the parts that make the family.
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