Geneva: Do you know what's so special about me, Mom?
Me: What's that, Honey?
Geneva: When I blow air out of my mouth--it's always warm.
What can I say? The kid is super special!
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
I Love Her Sense of Self
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Sunday, May 8, 2011
Gifts From My Mothers
From my mother, Shannon, I am grateful for my creativity and appreciation of all things crafted with love from bits of this and pieces of that. Also, for my instincts in the kitchen.
From my great-grandmother, Ellen, who had a sharp eye and a sharper tongue, I am thankful for the lesson of knowing my own opinion.
From Inez, the grandmother who's home was my home, I have a passion for books and learning. I also learned the value and the joy of a good bargain.
From Trudy, the grandmother of special holidays, summer camping trips, and birthday cards never-forgotten, I was shown the beauty of gentleness, which I aspire to.
From Diana, who lovingly mothered me every-other-weekend during those formative years between three and thirteen, I know the time and effort invested is far surpassed by the lasting impact of a holiday morning made wonderfully special for the pure enjoyment and delight of children.
From Debbie, who demonstrates intelligence and capability in moments and projects big and small, I am learning how to take life head-on. I thank her for the lessons of consistency and strength.
From Kathy, my "other mother" from 3rd grade to 12th grade, I am grateful for a gift I really needed during that time: a view of what a "traditional" family looks like from the inside. It's a beautiful thing, sometimes messy, often loud, occasionally bad-tempered, always honest, unconditionally safe, and absolutely not perfect in all the most meaningful and real ways.
Motherhood is a journey and I am truly enjoying the trip thanks to all the mother figures who have come and gone from my life over the years.
Happy Mother's Day
From my great-grandmother, Ellen, who had a sharp eye and a sharper tongue, I am thankful for the lesson of knowing my own opinion.
From Inez, the grandmother who's home was my home, I have a passion for books and learning. I also learned the value and the joy of a good bargain.
From Trudy, the grandmother of special holidays, summer camping trips, and birthday cards never-forgotten, I was shown the beauty of gentleness, which I aspire to.
From Diana, who lovingly mothered me every-other-weekend during those formative years between three and thirteen, I know the time and effort invested is far surpassed by the lasting impact of a holiday morning made wonderfully special for the pure enjoyment and delight of children.
From Debbie, who demonstrates intelligence and capability in moments and projects big and small, I am learning how to take life head-on. I thank her for the lessons of consistency and strength.
From Kathy, my "other mother" from 3rd grade to 12th grade, I am grateful for a gift I really needed during that time: a view of what a "traditional" family looks like from the inside. It's a beautiful thing, sometimes messy, often loud, occasionally bad-tempered, always honest, unconditionally safe, and absolutely not perfect in all the most meaningful and real ways.
Motherhood is a journey and I am truly enjoying the trip thanks to all the mother figures who have come and gone from my life over the years.
Happy Mother's Day
This post may contain affiliate links and I may make a HUGE commission (j/k it's literally pennies) when you click on the links at no additional cost to you. You should know (and I'm legally required to tell you) that as an Amazon Affiliate, I earn from qualifying purchases. Feel free to make me RICH. lol ;)
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