Let’s Love our Mothers

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I am doing all of this today in Pink, in honor of my mother…whose favorite color was pink…I must admit, she looked even more beautiful when she wore pink.  We chose shades of pink when we picked our her flowers for the funeral this week, and I personally chose huge white Spider Mums to highlight all the pink.  I put a small bouquet in the corner of mom’s casket from my granddaughter Leah Darby…it it looked lovely.  We buried Mom yesterday on a snow covered hillside here in Tennessee.  It took two guys to help me up the hill, preacher was a pallbearer so I wondered if I could get to the grave site, but God supplied the help I needed up the slippery hills side as He always does.

Today, I have needed to talk to mom, I felt so strongly that I wanted just one more chance to share my heart…but it was too late.  Girls, that is such a sad state to be in.  Needing to take care of business and its simply too late.  I urge you to take the time NOW, while you have your loved ones…to let them know you love them. 

I have to say that over the past few months, and more so in these past two weeks, I have told mother I loved her.  I have thanked her for loving me, so making sure I always had clean dresses to wear, that I was bathed, and when I grew older, there was a scheduled time for our baths.  There was always wonderful meals, homemade cookies, and Chicken ‘n Dumplings and fried chicken.  Health foods too…like vegetable soup, fish, salad, and oal meal.  Mom was a cleaner too…our house was always clean, and she taught us girls to clean.  At the time, I thought it was the cruelest, meanest thing, and was sure none of my friends had to help clean and do chores. I’ve found out that many of my friends had to do chores, some much harder then I had to do.  And I thanked her for teaching me to clean.

I thanked her for the homemade dresses, I wanted store-bought most of the time, but mother was being wise with the money they had, and now I understand and I have thanked her.

I remember the nights when a fever was raging and I’d feel her cool hand on my brow and I’d hear her soothing words.  I’d see her down the hall, on her knees beside her bed, and I knew she was praying for me.  And while she lay dying, I told her thankyou over and over again.

Read Titus chapter two…God tells mothers to love their children, and mom loved us well….and I thanked her as she lay in the hospital,  I thanked her to for loving dad…and giving us the security of knowing that mom and dad stood united…and we could feel that confidence that tomorrow and the next day, and the next month, and forever that they would provide me with parents loving each other and love me. 

But I have to admit to you that I didn’t often think of these things.  I did often, and in some cases, I never told her thank you.  And now it’s too late.  I rubbed lotion on her swollen feet this week, and I am ashamed to say, I can remember only one other time when I did that.  I wish I had done more loving gestures for her, but now it’s too late.  I know there’s not much Scripture in today, but Yesterday was Valentines Day, and I buried my mother.  I wanted so much to whisper I love you Mom…but laying in the casket was my mom’s body, but mom was not there.  She was in Heaven, face to face with the Lord Jesus, and seeing Dad, and my twin sister, Arlene…and having the time of her life.  So, maybe call your mother, if she’s living and tell her you love her, think of the good things she has done for you…and let her know that your glad she is you Mother.  And tell her again, and again.  Do things for her.  Maybe take her out to lunch.  Does things to let her know that your glad she is your Mother.

Exodus 20:12 KJV -

Honour thy father and thy mother: that thy days may be long upon the land which the LORD thy God giveth thee.

Happy Valentines Day

I love you gals.

Mrs. Curriden