3 Moms and more

I have to think back a decade to being with my Mom but it is the memories from many decades ago that I reach for when I think of her.

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This time of year we hear "tributes to Mothers". Some tell of owing all that they are to their Mom. Some talk of the sacrifice and the warmth and love. Today Z and I were stopped at a light on the way back from picking up some trees to plant. The window was open in his truck and also in the window of a car we were stopped next to at a light. The mother in the other car was using the time on the cell phone. She was talking to her daughter and explaining how she should watch over the baby for 10 more minutes until she was there and then she just told here she loved her and hung up. It is good to hear people tell each other they love them. Families love each other. Moms love their families. The world isn't perfect but some of the good things that matter the most is that people do love others in their lives.

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I think that what may have been the most important thing that my mother taught me came from "allowing me to know her". She wanted very much to be accepted and understood. She wanted to be good at what she did. One the one hand I don't think for even one minute would she have considered a role for herself that was not focused first at her husband, family and home. On the other hand I know that she never stopped wondering if she herself couldn't have become something more. Her interests in music really were more than an outlet of expression but it was a search for identity. She not only loved the family and husband of her life but did also love very much her own parents and her husbands parents and all in those families. Even so I think she always felt that she may not have been enough in ther eyes. Even with her own father she always wished she was closer to him and I know she felt that she may not have been enough in his eyes.

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If my Mother could look into the heart of my wife she would be so proud. She would find much that she would understand and love. My Mom seems so proud in these pictures. Her confidence is strong. Her life is in front of her. She knows who she is. These two Mom's have so much in common.

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There are three Mom's that I have posted. For the third I would ask that she always remember her Mom. Remember that her Father loved her Mother. Tell her family who she is and who she loves.