This month has been more difficult due to the upcoming one year anniversary of my second daughter’s passing, but this month also has a few silver linings. One of them is my brother’s birthday, which I talked about here. And another is my mom’s birthday.
Their birthdays are pretty close together, which is pretty sweet. So August has always been a month of celebration in our family. So, today I’m going to celebrate my mom.
My mom is one of the most generous people I know. She has a servant heart and a love for people. And her children are precious to her, as are her grandchildren. She has special sayings for my brother (Hey Bud) and me (Precious Cargo), but she also gave nicknames to both my girls. Her love for my daughters means the world to me.
She was present for both of my daughters’ stillbirths. She cared for both Michael and me during that time. I remember last year, coming home from the hospital and both Dad and Mom were cleaning the house, scrubbing the doggie door, vacuuming the living room, because they knew it would relieve my stress and let me rest and recuperate. She gathered up all of the things in our nursery both times and put together each of the girls’ memory boxes.
She is the fulfillment of a Proverbs 31 woman. She speaks with wisdom. She sets about her work vigorously. She opens her arms to the poor and extends her hands to the needy. Many women do noble things, but you surpass them all. Her children call her blessed.
I am so proud of my mama. She has taught me what it means to be a mother, and I will always be thankful for that. Happy Birthday, Mom!