We celebrated Mother's Day today, a day late, because we all had plans on Sunday. Mother's Day has held very sorrowful memories for me since my own mom's death two years ago, but my children gave me a wonderful day. We went out for dinner, and here you see my granddaughter feeding me her ice-cream. The drawing is one she drew of me and her. Didn't she give me pretty curly hair and a festive outfit? It's nice to see that she thinks of me as being far prettier than I am. I also like it that she gave me a big smile and herself an even bigger one. I hope this means she thinks of me as happy, and making her happy. I love the picture of my son Mike and me. But what do you think my header is? Our extremly creative daughter-in-law made and gave me this necklace that you see around my neck. It is a picture of our granddaughter, made with a scrabble letter!! She makes and sells lovely and inventive jewelry. My son is beginning to remind me a bit of my own mom. An extremly hard worker, but also quiet and quite funny. He made me laugh today, seeing the humor in something that I had missed. And on this day that haunts me, perhaps that's the best gift of all.
"Sons are a heritage from the Lord, children a reward from him. Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are sons born in one's youth." Psalm 127:3