Thursday, September 12, 2013
Do you even know how much I love you? Do you know how much I remember my childhood and thank the Lord that your in it? I am already in tears as I write this to you, for you mean so much to me.
Never in my life do I remember a time where you weren't there for me, where you weren't always ready and willing to listen to my thoughts, fears, and sorrows. You've always been my biggest fan and have offered a place of rest and assurance. I never felt like I wasn't wanted around or that I was a burden to you, in fact I always felt like you were happiest when I was near. You are not perfect, but you are perfectly suited to be my mama.
You taught me so much growing up. You taught me to always speak kindly, how to love others (even when they are unlovable), how to work hard, and how I should be treated. You taught me that sacrifices are made when you love others. We never really had a lot growing up, in fact there were times where we had very little, but you always made sure I had what I needed. You taught me that 'things' aren't what bring happiness and that family and God are what makes a person truly happy. You never put an emphasis on material gain, on designer clothing, on a perfectly decorated house, fancy cars, or expensive jewelry. And no, these things aren't bad in and of themselves, but you showed me real worth. You taught me that what I say is important, that I needed to be honest, and that I needed to follow through with what I say. You gave me character and strengthened me as a person.
When I had my rough patches in middle school and never seemed to get a break from the teasing, you were always there. You were always ready to tell me that I was smart enough, pretty enough, and that even though it was painful, the things I was hearing simply weren't true. I am grateful for a mama that always put things into perspective. Your love for me knew (and knows) no bounds and I feel it every time we are together.
I remember when you and dad had your rough patches too. I remember the closed doors and the silent struggle. In this too, I learned something from you, something that has stuck with me through all these years. You never once talked bad about dad, belittled him, or made him seem less of a man. If anything, you always spoke of dad to me like he was a superhero (and he is). You never let your disagreements affect the way you spoke of dad to me. I can't thank you enough for this! The Lord no doubt granted you the wisdom and the self-control to do this. I know that those struggles weren't all dad nor were they all you, but the effects of two strong first born children having to work things out. I remember when the Lord healed your marriage and I watched the two of you fall in love again. What a testament to the power of God and the blessing of perseverance! You both have shown me the importance of marriage, of putting God before all else, and that just because something is tough doesn't mean it's not worth fighting for.
I remember after high school when I had my world rocked, you were there. You asked gentle questions and when I opened up, there was no judging. I praise God for this because I think I would have died if your response wasn't so loving, so caring. You understood my sadness, my sorrow, and offered love in return. It is safe to say that I've always felt loved to the core by you.
Mama, I love you.
More than I can say. More than I can convey in a letter.
I am a mama now and I thank God for the example I've been given. I now know what it's like to love my children and can fully understand why you were the way you were with me. I love seeing you with my children. You are the beloved YaYa and my kids adore you. They always want to be with you and I know exactly why. You love them like you love me. Unconditionally.
I know you and how you think. And I want you to know that most of what you think about yourself is not correct. You are one of the most beautiful women I know, inside and out. You are truly a gem. Your green eyes, red hair, beautiful skin could make any woman jealous. Your inner person is even more beautiful. You are a caring, generous, and soft hearted person that gives of your time freely. You know the value of time and so give it to others without restraint.
Thank you for teaching me, for raising me, for loving me. You have given me a role model to look up to and I hope you know how dearly I love you. I couldn't ask for a better mama.
Like the scriptures say, I am rising up and calling you blessed. For that is what you are...blessed!
Lord bless you mama and Happy Mother's day!
Posted by Copper + Cream at 7:37 AM
Labels: Mama, Motherhood
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