Mother’s Day is one of memories and gratitude, smiles and gifts. I recall as a child going to church and trying to understand the symbolism behind each color of corsage worn. I remember feeling sad for those whose moms were no longer living.
Fast forward to my mid-twenties. While I celebrated my own mother…the last place I wanted to be was in a church that was all about Mother’s Day. A gift for the youngest mom, the oldest mom, the one with the most children…..and then ~all mothers called to the front. I would be left in the pew feeling that everyone was staring at me while I tried to hold back the tears. I longed for our baby in my arms.
Be mindful on this special day. There are many who have lost their precious children, others whose hearts ache to have a child, children who never knew a true mother, and many who’s mothers are no longer on this earth. Broken relationships. Tough love. It is a day to cherish. But is can also be a mournful day.
Two young women who are very special in my life….continue to pray to be blessed with a child. My heart hurts for them. But I find comfort in knowing that every evening, they are each held in the loving arms of their husbands. The very young men that I dreamed of someday holding…….now hold them.
For this child I prayed….1 Samuel 1:27
This is such an important post. I so understand! I had two miscarriages and was afraid I would never be able to have a child. When my friend Stacy would come over with Becky, I was happy for them both, but very conscious that little Becky shared almost the same due date of the baby I lost and that baby would have been the at that stage of development had it lived. I finally had my babies, but knew that some women were not so fortunate. Motherhood is something I have never ever taken for granted. Thank you so much for this reminder, dear, wise, compassionate one. Blessings upon you and your family and your friends.
We lost our first baby, Naomi….so I understand what you are saying. My heart hurts for those who long for a child. May the Lord bless them ♥ And SOON!
Your children are amazing. I see and feel the love in every post. Many blessings. Hugs….paula
I am so so sorry for your loss. Perhaps that’s why you are so compassionate (but I suspect you always were). I am glad your prayers were answered and you were eventually able to hold your sweet little redheaded babies in your arms. I know how strong the love runs in your family too, Paula. We are truly blessed! I am sending hugs through the blogosphere to you and your family, and best wishes to your friends.
Thank you, Naomi…..and I yours. I truly think we are given situations in life to grow stronger so that we can be more understanding toward others. So blessed to have my boys…..and now girls!
Appreciate you so much~
Beautiful post Paula💖 Happy Mother’s Day!
Thank You, Jeannette. Happy Day to you. Hugs♥♡♥
Mother’s Day in Church is not always pleasant for everyone, that is for sure. I too lost a baby, he was still born, shortly afterward I was pregnant with his sister. She’s 20 now – time goes by so quickly. Happy Mother’s Day to you. ❤
I am sorry for your loss of your baby boy, Diana. ♥ I know one day I will meet my little one again.
When I see your posts and pics of your daughter….it ALWAYS makes me smile. You are both awesome. Hugs and happy day ♥
You are so sweet – thank you so much!
Paula you were writing my story – up to and including prayers for a remarkable young woman and man who now pray to hold a child of their own..Happy Mom’s Day to you and I look forward with hope to wishing the loved women in our lives the same.
Faith and hope….we cling to it. Big cyber hugs to you, Mimi!
Sometimes it still surprises me how often we hear our own stories in the hearts of those we’ve connected with here, without knowing there were so many of the same heart strings. My oldest child will be 30 next week, but that sentence could have been, my oldest child will be 35 in September. A day doesn’t go by that I don’t count my blessings for my boys, and thank God for seeing them through some pretty dangerous times…but not a Mother’s Day goes by that I don’t have a silent conversation of the heart, with the first, for whom God had other plans. We enjoy every moment with the little wonders of our lives. Bleed with them, laugh and cry with them, grow with them, and help them walk through the door to their own lives. We pray they too, God willing, that they will know the ultimate love of their lives in those tiny, soft, little mirrors reflecting our eyes and our noses…but we also know all too well, that we are at risk for the greatest pain from the greatest joy. I add my prayers to yours as well as send my love and best wishes to you and yours my sweet friend…♥
Your words are precious and so spot on. Love you my Rhonda ♥ Kindred spirits ♥
Thank you from one who find’s Mother’s Day the toughest day of the year.
Oh Sheri……so many women do! Hugs ♥
Oh PSB, you are amazing – you have gifted so many with such compassion, understanding and a beautiful spot to land on this day – an often invisible and easily overlooked reality. You are to be hugged..I am so so late to this party, but this kind of message does not have a time limit! Proud to know you and call you friend!
Oh Bonnie…..why are you so sweet?!?! The party is always on, btw. hugs ♥
Hugs to you too. So glad the party is always on, sometimes, I just show up late and sneak in the back door and act like I have been there the whole time! 🙂
Door is always open….light is always on!