Anyway, I figured a day late is better than not at all, so here goes...a special post for a special lady; her name is Julie, but I call her Momma...
a virtual Mother's Day bouquet...What I've learned from my Momma:
*Honesty. I was born a horrible liar anyway, but my mother taught me from the time I was very small to be honest. She's always been honest with me, and I really respect and appreciate that.
*Faith. My mom has an unwavering testimony and she lives the Gospel. I also have a strong testimony, which sprouted at home from my mother's example.
*Cookery. My mom doesn't exactly love to cook, but she's really good at it anyway, and she always provided well-balanced meals for her brood. I remember, in the days of my youth, working in the kitchen with my mom, whether we were making dinner, brownies, pie, bread, or homemade blackberry/raspberry jam. Great memories...
*Family matters. Mom has always put family first. That means a lot, and it feels good to know that me and my brothers are her #1 priority. Feel the love.
*Look for the good. I lost count (years ago) how many times my mother has said, "You find what you're looking for." I'm not always great at this, but I know it's true; and honestly, I'd rather find something to laugh at than something to cry over...
*Boys aren't all bad. (Or maybe my brothers taught me that?) Mom grew up with 3 sisters and one brother; she herself birthed 4 sons and one daughter. I don't know if motherhood just came naturally to her or what, but she's dynamite at figuring out the individual needs of each of her kids and settling arguments (often between myself and Vance--back when we were young, I mean). Despite the scuffles I "endured" as the only sister, Mom talked me through a lot of annoyances (inspired by those darn brothers) and helped me find some good in those silly boys.
*Self-esteem. I realize my life is pretty good, but it's not always easy. My mom has always been my biggest fan and she's always believed in me. She's helped me (especially in those awkward teenage years) to realize I'm worthwhile, and that NO MATTER WHAT, she loves me. A lot. She's always enjoyed spending time with me, and she's helped me through my hardest times. Because she helped me recognize I'm alright, I'm comfortable in my own skin and I know I can do hard things (even if I'd rather not). Isn't that fantastic?!
*Gratitude. There's so much to be grateful for, right? My mom taught me to look for the good (see number...five), but she also taught me to express my appreciation to those around me and to my Heavenly Father for all He has blessed me with.
*Lots of other stuff. I'm surely one lucky gal to have such a wonderful mother...
Here's to you, Momma!
*Honesty. I was born a horrible liar anyway, but my mother taught me from the time I was very small to be honest. She's always been honest with me, and I really respect and appreciate that.
*Faith. My mom has an unwavering testimony and she lives the Gospel. I also have a strong testimony, which sprouted at home from my mother's example.
*Cookery. My mom doesn't exactly love to cook, but she's really good at it anyway, and she always provided well-balanced meals for her brood. I remember, in the days of my youth, working in the kitchen with my mom, whether we were making dinner, brownies, pie, bread, or homemade blackberry/raspberry jam. Great memories...
*Family matters. Mom has always put family first. That means a lot, and it feels good to know that me and my brothers are her #1 priority. Feel the love.
*Look for the good. I lost count (years ago) how many times my mother has said, "You find what you're looking for." I'm not always great at this, but I know it's true; and honestly, I'd rather find something to laugh at than something to cry over...
*Boys aren't all bad. (Or maybe my brothers taught me that?) Mom grew up with 3 sisters and one brother; she herself birthed 4 sons and one daughter. I don't know if motherhood just came naturally to her or what, but she's dynamite at figuring out the individual needs of each of her kids and settling arguments (often between myself and Vance--back when we were young, I mean). Despite the scuffles I "endured" as the only sister, Mom talked me through a lot of annoyances (inspired by those darn brothers) and helped me find some good in those silly boys.
*Self-esteem. I realize my life is pretty good, but it's not always easy. My mom has always been my biggest fan and she's always believed in me. She's helped me (especially in those awkward teenage years) to realize I'm worthwhile, and that NO MATTER WHAT, she loves me. A lot. She's always enjoyed spending time with me, and she's helped me through my hardest times. Because she helped me recognize I'm alright, I'm comfortable in my own skin and I know I can do hard things (even if I'd rather not). Isn't that fantastic?!
*Gratitude. There's so much to be grateful for, right? My mom taught me to look for the good (see number...five), but she also taught me to express my appreciation to those around me and to my Heavenly Father for all He has blessed me with.
*Lots of other stuff. I'm surely one lucky gal to have such a wonderful mother...
Here's to you, Momma!
4 comments:
Guess what I'm doing....yep! I love my girl! Thanks for a sweet read and being the best daughter EvEr! Momma
What a lovely post for your amazing Momma! P.S. I'm so sad about your lost poem. Your poems are highly entertaining! Maybe another day
I like this Gina! That's really cute and SO TRUE for ALL mothers...well, all the good moms who want to be moms anyway....I loved reading it :).
Aww...what a cute post for your mom. She is a wonderful mom. I think good taste in women must run in those Orgill men genes, because my mom and my aunts are all pretty incredible women.
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