Every Day is Mother's Day

Every day is Mother's Day

when you have a child.

Many days go smoothly,

at other times they're wild.

There are days you laugh,

and other days you cry.

There are days of desperation,

when you even wonder why,

you chose to be a mother,

when you're troubled and stressed.

But then you see your child smile,

and know you are truly blessed.

Mothers Day

We set aside a Sunday

the early part of May,

to honor our Mothers,

we call it Mothers Day.

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Just one day out of

three-hundred-sixty-five,

we devote to the woman

who made sure we would survive.

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She nurtured and she fed us,

and she taught us how to live.

She gave us everything

it was in her power to give.

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Her heart swelled with pride

when the choice we made was right,

but if we chose not wisely, she

worried long into the night.

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The selfless love she gave us

is scarcely understood,

until we, too are blessed

to experience motherhood.

Relax, He's a big boy

I had a couple of scares this week end. First on Saturday, I visited my brother and his wife, to be met by my niece, telling me that "Mom and Dad will be here soon, Mom hasn't been in the house yet, she couldn't face it." I asked her what she was talking about,
"Oh, didn't you know? They had a fire."
I looked up at the attic window, and saw it was all black. Now, here is the catcher! My sister-in law has Parkinson's, and cannot move very fast. They were baby sitting their two year old grandson. the only thing they removed from the house was a chair for Buz, (my sister-in-law), and jelly beans for Mikey, the grandson.
Apparently, the wiring in the attic caught fire, and the sawdust insulation didn't want to quit burning. After assuring myself that all was okay, and that things were under control, I went home to call my son and tell him about it.
I called my son and got no answer. I thought since it was such a pretty day they had gone riding. I called his cell phone, and his wife answered. I asked if they were on the motorcycle. She said, "No, we are not riding. We are at the hospital, we thought Doug was having a heart attack. I tried to call you, but there was no answer. It was not a heart attack, but they are not sure what it was."
"May I come sit with you? I'll try not to get in your way." My Sweet daughter-in-law assured me I would not be in the way so I went to sit at the hospital and wait for some kind of news. My 6'2" son lay so still, and his face was gray, I wanted to pick him up and hold him in my arms, but I restrained myself. I did tell him to get well or I would kick his You know what.
My husband was out metal detecting, and I figured he would be home soon and wonder where I was, so I left about 2:30 to go home and check in, still not knowing what was wrong with my baby. I explained my day to my husband, and listened to the events of his day.
I still hadn't heard from Doug and Nancy so I decide to call to see what was going on. The nurse had said that he would probably go home about 3:30. I called Doug's cell phone and he answered, sounding like his old self. They were on their way home. They had decided that he had Pericarditus and given him a shot of something anti-inflammatory and he was able to breath. I was so relieved.
We sat down to dinner and watched the Mariners game (I'm a Little fanatic where they are concerned). The Mariners lost and I didn't even care. My brother and his wife and little grandson were okay, and my son was okay. That was all I needed. Thank You, Lord Jesus!

For Ever More

Always,

She was a part of your life - -

A part of you!

Now, she's gone.

But is she?

Is she not

just in another place - -

Waiting . . .

Waiting for you to come - -

To join her

On that distant shore?

Where you shall be united . . .

Sisters

For ever more.

So Many Yesterdays

I saw a board,

lying flat with

a nail sticking up

through it.

I ran, barefoot,

to jump over it.

I jumped right on the nail.
it came up through my foot ,

just above and between

the little and second toe.

I screamed.

Grandpa came running,

he grabbed the board,

and yanked the nail out.

He soaked my foot in "Sheep Dip".

Wasn't that just yesterday?

It was my birthday,

Millie Koentop was

handing our birthday cards

at school, she called them invitations.

I didn't get one.

But I did get to

ring the school bell, because

it was my birthday.

Wasn't that just yesterday?

Joey Meinsinger, a Senior,

asked me to the school dance.

My first "real date".

I wore a yellow, rabbit hair sweater.

Joey wore a navy blue suit.

When we danced,

my sweater shed all over his blue suit.

Wasn't that just yesterday?

All the kids were talking

on the school bus.

We were at war in Korea.

Jerry Sleater and Leon Turner

shook hands.

Jerry said "Army",

Leon said "Air Corps".

Wasn't that just yesterday?

My girl friends and I

decided to write to the boys in Korea.

I wrote to Wanda's brother, Russell.

Wanda wrote to Dodie's uncle, Jr.

Dodie wrote to my cousin, Chuck.

Wasn't that just Yesterday?

Russell came home on leave,

he brought me gifts from Japan.

He went back to his ship

in Newport, Rhode Island.

He sent me money so

I could join him there and get married.

Wasn't that just yesterday?

Russell was on a ship

in the Mediterranean Sea.

In Fall River, Massachusetts,

I gave birth to a baby boy.

I called him Doug.

Wasn't that just yesterday?

We were assigned to Shore Duty

in Monterey, California.

Russell cheated on me.
I came home to Mama. we were divorced.

Doug and I were living in wenatchee.

I met Jerry, we married.

Wasn't that just yesterday?

Doug was invited to church.

Jerry and I decided to go also.

I did not lead my son to Jesus,

My son led me back to Him.

Wasn't that just yesterday?

My Father died of Cancer.

Eleven years later,

my Mother died of Alzheimer's.

I became an orphan.

Wasn't that just yesterday?

A few months ago

I turned seventy six.

It seems like yesterday,

so many yesterdays.
I can't wait for tomorrow!

God Was There

My heart was heavy . . .

In debt - - no money - -

my husband ill.

I stepped out into

the early evening,

the sky was black

with heavy laden clouds,

I turned toward my car,

and there it was,

darker than the rest,

but . . . peeking out

from behind the dark cloud

shone a glimmer of gold,

and . . . from behind the gold

was the proverbial silver lining!

My heart lifted . . .

God was there!

He Is Risen

Because of the

Sabbath, they

were not able

to prope r l y

prepare His

body for burial.

So he was lain

in an empty

tomb, His body

covered with

grave cloths. Early Sunday morning, the women went

to the tomb to anoint His body as is the Jewish custom.

What is this? Somebody has moved the stone! Timidly

stepping inside they found the grave cloths, folded neatly,

but the body was

gone. At the head

of the couch where

He had lain, stood

a man in glowing

white. Mary ap-

proached meekly,

"Please, Sir, tell me,

where have they

taken the Master?"

The man spoke,

"Woman, why do

you seek the living

among the dead?

He is Risen!"