Mother's Day Memories
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Mother's Day brings back lots of memories. I always longed to be a mommy. To have my own little freshly powdered baby. From the time I was just a little girl I used to play with my dolls and dream of that day when I would have my own little one. But the years went by and I seemed to be no closer to the reality of that dream coming true than I was as a child.
Mother's Day would come and go. I would often sit in church on that Sunday with silent tears and a heavy heart. Although I worked for many years as a first grade teacher and mothered many children, Mother's Day reminded me of what I wasn't. My sensitivity and understanding of the longings of so many women grew with the passing years. In December 24, 1993 all that changed. I adopted my daughter from Russia. The next Mother's Day was a joy I'll always remember when I dedicated my daughter to the Lord at our church.
Today I am blessed to have two wonderful daughters. My cup of joy overflows. Morning began this year with my girls happily fixing breakfast for me. I was given orders to stay in bed so I resisted all desires to join them in the kitchen and tried to pass time with a book. When they finally walked into the bedroom with smiles as bright as the sun I was touched to see the efforts they had put into serving me. A dainty cup of hot coffee, crisp bacon and blueberry muffins. What a grand way to start the day! We all sat on the queen size bed eating merrily. But before we did, we held hands and thanked the Lord for not only each other but for all women around the world.
My prayer is that I will always stay sensitive to the silent tears and heavy hearts of others on this particular day. Blessings are meant to be passed on. Do you know someone who needs an extra word of cheer? Do you know a woman who also aches with longing? Give her a call or invite her out to eat. She will appreciate it more than you know.
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