A Day to Remember Mom

It's been a really nice, relaxing day. We have had no agenda and it's made for sweet peace. We took the kids to a park not too far from here, we had Happy Meals, naps, Miriam and I went to Office Max and the grocery store, we cooked a double batch of homemade waffles to have on hand while Gabe made a yummy scallop meal for dinner. Then we walked to the neighborhood park as it was getting dark.. throwing bed time routine off to get some cool, fresh fall air and watch shooting stars. We even watched some of the football game that was going on in the background.

A really nice day in the middle of sadness.

Not only is it a reminder of 9/11 years ago, it was the day my Mother was born. She would have been 62 years old today. Thoughts of her sweetness flashed through my mind all day long. What would she be like today? What would she think of being a Grandma? I bet she would be so thrilled we lived closer. I thought of her quiet, humble laugh and soft words. I remembered her pretty smile and her cute fingers. I thought of how she would have wanted to spend her Saturday doing the same thing I was doing--enjoying her family and the pleasures God gives.

She was a delightful person in so many ways. Some days it seems that I have been without her for so long. Other days it seems that only yesterday she was standing at the door taking my book bag as I walked in the door, greeting me with a kiss and hug-- all ears to hear all about my day at school.

Sweet Mama, you are so missed. I can't wait to see you with our Jesus. Your life brought me such precious joy.

I will always remember you and love you.