Eight years ago today I lost my mom to cancer. She was so beautiful inside and out and just an all around great mom. The Lord called her home before she had a chance to know her grandchildren. They ask a lot of questions about her but my descriptions rarely do her justice.
I do know she would have delighted in their funny little personality quirks and loved how they are each so wonderfully made.
Would she have helped me to see through the craziness with a perspective that knew you don't get any do overs? Would she have reminded me to have patience, they're so little? Would she encourage me to treat every day as the precious gift that it is? I like to think she would have.
I miss you mama. You are still so dearly loved.
Thank you Lord that your love is better than life...and she knows it.