I just wanted to share this poem that my mother wrote when she was young. I find it so amazing that she wrote this having no idea that she would leave four children motherless, even her own mother was living. It almost feels like a foreshadowing of her death and that the poem was left here for her kids. I miss her so much, and every time I have another child I miss her more. I wonder what kind of grandmother she would be. Would she be in the delivery room? Would she stay at my house for days and help me cook and clean, like so many other grandmas do after their daughter has a baby? Would she have all the answers to the millions of parenting questions I have or give the unwanted advice I didn't want? Did she carry her pregnancies the same way do? So many questions....I hope if you're lucky enough to have your parents living you don't take it for granted. Parents are a glorious gift to their children and grandchildren.
MOTHER
Written by Melody Howard
Mother is everything in this life.
She is consolation in time of sorrowing and hope in the time of grieving, and power in the moments of weakness.
She is the fountain head of compassion, forbearance and forgiveness.
He who loses his mother loses a bosom upon which he can lay his head, the hand that blesses, and eyes which watch over him.
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