thinking of you

lone-traveler · Posted: Thu May 17, 2007 6:36 am Post subject: thinking of you

The Journey Of A Mother

For those who are fortunate enough to still be blessed by having your Mom with you, this is beautiful... For those who aren't... it is even more beautiful. It takes my breath!

The young mother set her foot on the path of life. "Is this the long way?" she asked. And the guide said "Yes, and the way is hard. And you will be old before you reach the end of it. But the end will be better than the beginning"

Since the young mother was happy, she would not believe that anything could be better than these years. So she played with her children, she fed them and bathed them, and taught them how to tie their shoes and ride a bike and reminded them to feed the dog, and do their homework and brush their teeth. The sun shone on them, and the young Mother cried, "Nothing will ever be lovelier than this."

Then the nights came, and the storms, and the path was sometimes dark, and the children shook with fear and cold, and the mother drew them close and covered them with her arms, and the children said, "Mother, we are not afraid, for you are near, and no harm can come."

And the morning came, and there was a hill ahead, and the children climbed and grew weary, and the mother was weary. But at all times she said to the children, "A little patience and we are there." So the children climbed, and as they climbed they learned to weather the storms. And with this, she gave them strength to face the world. Year after year, she showed them compassion, understanding, hope, but most of all... unconditional love.

The days went on, and the weeks and the months and the years, and the mother grew old and she became little and bent. But her children were tall and strong, and walked with courage. And the mother, when she lay down at night, looked up at the stars and said, "This is a better day than the last, for my children have learned so much and are now passing these traits on to their children."

And when the way became rough for her, they lifted her, and gave her their strength, just as she had given them hers. One day they came to a hill, and beyond the hill, they could see a shining road and golden gates flung wide. And mother said: "I have reached the end of my journey.

And now I know the end is better than the beginning, for my children can walk with dignity and pride, with their heads held high, and so can their children after them. And the children said, "You will always walk with us, Mother, even when you have gone through the gates." And they stood and watched her as she went on alone, and the gates closed after her. And they said: "We cannot see her, but she is with us still. A Mother like ours is more than a memory. She is a living presence."

Your Mother is always with you. She's the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street, she's the smell of certain foods you remember, flowers you pick and perfume that she wore, she's the cool hand on your brow when you're not feeling well, she's your breath in the air on a cold winter's day. She is the sound of the rain that lulls you to sleep, the colors of a rainbow, she is Christmas morning. Your Mother lives inside your laughter. And she's crystallized in every tear drop. A mother shows every emotion... happiness, sadness, fear, jealousy, love, hate, anger, helplessness, excitement, joy, sorrow... and all the while, hoping and praying you will only know the good feelings in life.

She's the place you came from, your first home, and she's the map you follow with every step you take. She's your first love, your first friend, even your first enemy, but nothing on earth can separate you. Not time, not space... not even death!

Hugs
Lone

Nobby · Posted: Thu May 17, 2007 2:46 pm Post subject:

Thanks Lone for sharing. Smile

(((Hugs)))

lone-traveler · Posted: Thu May 17, 2007 3:28 pm Post subject:

It's been 10 years Nobby since my mom passed on, and sometimes it feels like yesterday we were sitting at the kitchen table till all hours of the night just talkin about whatever...

I know she's still with me in spirit..I hear her voice in my head and I see her in myself...
My hairs getting grey, I'm starting to get those wrinkles I used to pick on her about...lol..
And I hear her talking through me when I talk to my daughter....

Aw Ma, you sound just like grandma...LOL...

she was 60.....

3/20/1997....

Last day of winter on the eve of spring...a day of new beginnings...and a day of remembering the past...

Pondering · Lion King Joined: 15 Sep 2005 Posts: 1296

Lone,

that was very nice...my Mom passed at the age of 64...too early by decades...but she's exactly the person you related in the story above...no wonder you're my favorite person on this forum Smile

/hugs

lone-traveler · Posted: Thu May 17, 2007 5:07 pm Post subject:

Thank You Pondering...

... Very Happy

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pastor2022 · Moderator Joined: 07 Dec 2006 Posts: 693

Thanks Lone! My own mother is 86 and still going strong! My wife's mother died 2 years from alzheimer's and she was one of the sweetest, dearest women I've ever had the priviledge of knowing. I'm going to send this to me daughter who has a 3 year old. It will mean a lot to her. Again, thanks. Very Happy