Mother's Day Celebration

I know that Mother's Day was several days ago, but we had some computer problems that prevented me from posting pictures. I will not bore you with those details, but everything is fixed and I am back in business. I had a very nice weekend celebrating with the man and kids that made me a mother. I feel so blessed to have the title of mother. I can not imagine life without kids. It is such a wonderful privilege to be given children from God to bring up for His glory.

I want to pay tribute to my mom. She is such an inspiration. She made motherhood look like the grandest thing under the sun. She is full of wisdom and laughter. She is young at heart and loves to try new things. She is a blast to be with. I can remember many problems being solved on the porch swing with a glass of tea in hand. (Mom and I don't go anywhere without our tea.) Mom always had time for me. Even though we are thousands of miles apart, I talk to her every day on the phone. She is a Godly example to me and I love her very much!!



I also want to pay tribute to the mother-in-law I never met. Doyle's mom died the year before we met. Everything I know about her has had to come through those who knew her in a personal way. She was a lady that always thought of others. Her children rise up and call her blessed. I owe a lot to this woman who raised my husband to have some of the same character traits that she had. I was reminded recently of how her influence lives on. A few years ago, Doyle's brother bought a set of timpani for the school in memory of his mother. They had the same plaques put on the timpani that is on her gravestone--a cross with the the word "Others" written on it. I looked up during a concert and saw my Julianna playing the instrument that her uncle Joel had paid for, with the plaque in memory of her grandmother, playing in a band directed by her dad. I was near tears.

I also want to share a special story about this lady. After Doyle and I were married, his sister gave me a beautiful pink nightgown as a gift from his mother. I was so shocked. She had bought it before she died to be given to her son's wife. I cherish this special gift from the woman I never met. Doyle tells me that his mom would have loved me and that makes me feel very good. I look forward to catching up in heaven.