I was impressed with a interview with a political candidate that I saw last week. He was asked for some thoughts about his Mother and Mothers day and he of course talked about his own Mother and how much influence she had on him. He gave his Mom the credit for his success and it probably surprised many who listed to him talk. Then he paused and said that the most important Mother in his life at this time was his wife, who was the Mother of his daughters. Both Moms needed remembering and it was to his credit that he did it so well. It seems like no matter where you look if you want feedback from a successful man he will tell you how much his mother helped him. (Some have the added blessing of being married to another most important Mother in their life)
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My Mom was a fighter in many ways. She had dreams and wanted to be more than she was. She worked hard and she took pride in what she accomplished but a big part of her was never satisfied. Her loyalties were unquestioned and she loved her husband and loved all those that he loved.
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Then as I think about this Mothers day I also must say that the most important Mother in my life is my wife and friend who is the Mother of those that matter so much. Today will bring conversations with all those that would not be here or would not be who they are without her influence. One will prepare dinner and may spend the rest of the day laughing at the card he bought. One will spend time being a Mom herself and the other will spend his day in the service of others but will be able to call, because it is Mothers Day.
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Yesterday a moment came when someone asked me my full name. I told them my full name, including my middle name, which is of course my Fathers first name. When I told them this I felt pride that I shared my Fathers name. I am and have always been proud to carry his name. At that moment I felt a closeness with not just him but with the Mother who taught me to be proud of him.
2 comments:
nice post. thanks for always being a good example to me in your respect for your own Mother and for my own Mom.
Amen. This was a very nice post to read. I love that you have his name. I love that my middle name is of the Mother that made Dad who he was. Hope the day was good :)
Love, Trudy Ann
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