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May she always know how we feel about her PDF Print
Monday, May 14, 2012 10:15 AM

Mothers are wonderful.

They bandage our scraped knees; kiss our tears away; smile when we act silly; thank us for those chunky clay masterpieces and other less-than-attractive gifts made precious by our own hands; hug us for no other reason than they love us; and want only the best for us, sacrificing what they want so we can have it.

They feel our hearts break as if they were their own and always have a shoulder for our despair. They see us at our best and our worst and love us just the same.

Of course, we never see what all this is about until we venture into motherhood ourselves. I think our mothers’ IQs raise with the stages our children’s lives are going through.

On Sunday, mothers will be honored across the nation. Restaurants will be filled to capacity and florist shelves will be empty.
The earliest tributes to mothers date back to the annual spring festival the Greeks dedicated to Rhea, the mother of many deities, and to the offerings ancient Romans made to their Great Mother of Gods, Cybele. Christians celebrated this festival on the fourth Sunday in Lent in honor of Mary, Mother of Christ. In England, this holiday was expanded to include all mothers and was called Mothering Sunday.
In the United States, Mother’s Day started nearly 150 years ago, Appalachian homemaker Anna Jarvis organized a day to raise awareness of poor health conditions in her community, a cause she believed would be best seen to by mothers. She called it “Mother’s Work Day.”

The emotions of motherhood are universal and so our thoughts are for young mothers stumbling through diaper changes and sleep deprivation.
And mature mothers learning to let go.
For working mothers and stay-at-home mothers.
Single mothers and married mothers.
Mothers with money. Mothers without.
This is for you all. For all of us. Hang in there!
In the end, we can only do the best we can.
Tell our children every day that we love them and pray for them.
On Sunday, moms will be pampered and treated to breakfast in bed. Carefully wrapped presents will be opened and proclaimed the best Mother’s Day gifts ever and she will mean it.
So bring her flowers, chocolates, silk scarves and jewelry. Treat her to breakfast, lunch or dinner. Tell her you love her and are glad she is your mother. She’ll be glad, too.
Happy Mother’s Day to all who have mothered us.

Last Updated on Tuesday, November 06, 2012 4:37 PM
Aaaaaah PDF Print
Monday, May 07, 2012 9:57 AM

Spring time.
My son, Cameron, just finished finals for his first official semester of college.

Last Updated on Tuesday, November 06, 2012 4:38 PM
Let's discuss politics PDF Print
Monday, April 30, 2012 11:46 AM

I was never one to want time to fly but I will be ever so grateful to see November and all of the elections in all their glory behind us. Nearly all of us by then will have been phoned, texted, emailed and of course have watched zillions of television political advertisements. It is inescapable.

Last Updated on Tuesday, January 07, 2014 11:31 AM
My virgin forays into Facebook PDF Print
Monday, April 23, 2012 9:54 AM

I am relatively new to Facebook. I’ve posted a few pictures, “liked” quite a few things, hidden posts, made some comments and I have almost all my friends’ birthdays on my calendar.

I won’t say I have a Facebook problem but there are very few days I don’t peak twice or thrice.

Last Updated on Tuesday, November 06, 2012 4:39 PM
A small case of Spring Fever PDF Print
Monday, April 16, 2012 9:29 AM

They say you live and you learn. Boy, is that ever true.

Last Updated on Wednesday, February 27, 2013 3:22 PM

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