Not invisible to me...

My friend sent me a link to a comedian act that had me cracking up. It was about being "invisible" but also addressed that though mothers sometimes seem invisible. They are never invisible to God.

My mother kept a journal the majority of her adult life. I have everyone of them (except the one she burned, her first year of marriage...guess she got a little too graphic and didn't want us reading it). I have read many entries, happy, sad, spiritual, frivolous...Sometimes my mother wrote about being mad at me. Those entries were hard to stomach when she was first gone. But can you imagine my arrogance? Of course she got mad at me sometimes. I sure know I got mad at her at times. But I know that to her dying breath she never doubted my love for her. And never, not even for a moment did I doubt her love for me. I didn't think she always went about things the right way. Now I get to be a parent and do everything the "right way" LOL! Hopefully I will learn from her mistakes...as I am already making lists of new mistakes of my own.

In Memory of Mother

The Keeper of Secrets

The Weaver of Dreams

The Spinner of Tales

So real it seemed

The giver of gifts

The kind wrapped in bows

And the kind you can't touch

If you're a mother you know!

The time spent listening

About a new boy each week

The 7-up and soup

When I was too sick to speak

The story time

When I was so very small

The story time

Even after I grew big and tall

The endless meals

That took so long to prepare

And the endless friends

She feed when they were there

The cards and stationary

Letters filled with love

That told us we were special

Gifts from God above

The endless hugs she gave us

Even when we let her down

Her love was unconditional

She never wore a frown

I never really noticed

All the endless time she spent

All the things that she did for us

All the places that she went

The years of taxi service

The melons cut just right

And the homemade popcorn

That was just out of sight

I wish that I had seen it

Wish I knew it at the time

I thought I was her best friend

Now I see that she was mine

And ohhhh how much I miss her

But all I can give now

Is to be the kind of mother

That each day she showed me how

She was by no means perfect

There were flaws, I'm sure it's true

But when your mom's not with you

You see everything from a different view

And now all I see is an angel

Who did her best to give

All the love she had

To all of us kids!

Love you mommy! Missing you so much!

Make it a great day! Only YOU can!