Mother’s Day Thoughts

Not sure what I want to say about this day, Mother’s Day 2018.  For me most days are much the same, but on this day my children who do not live near call or text me to wish me a happy Mother’s Day. This year my daughter-in-law got me a bouquet of lovely pink roses to give me from their family. I don’t really have a place to display them prettily but they are sitting on my cutting table near my computer and it’s a lovely arrangement.

I know that some people have a difficult time with this day. Many, like myself, have lost their mother, others who would like to be mothers but are childless don’t like to be reminded, some had mothers that did not love them and abused them. There are many reasons people have a difficult time with this day to honor mothers. My heart goes out to those people.

Then there are those who go all out for mothers day showering their moms and wives with lots of love, attention, gifts and time together. Those are the ones who make this a special day for their mom or the mother of their children. Those mothers are truly blessed to have the love of their children and husbands.

I love my family and truly am blessed that they call me on those special occasions. I don’t get many gifts and that is okay with me. To hear the voices of my children is special enough. To have them take the time to chat with me about life in general is a delight. But, if they did not, it wouldn’t be crushed. They are adults with lives of their own and the problems that come with being an adult. Mostly they are successful in their own lives, though as a mom I see potential that each one is wasting in my opinion. Sometimes I tell them and other times I just keep my mouth shut. Depends on the situation whether or not I think it would be well received.  My mother never gave me advice unless I asked for it. I’m not quite as good at that as my mom was. Does that make me a worse mom?

I had a wonderful mom. I loved her. In her later years I worried about her because of her health. But, she lived until she died and enjoyed her life no matter her circumstances. There was never a time that I can recall her complaining about anything that life dealt her.  She was widowed young and for a few months she did go into a depression missing my dad. But when my first child was born she snapped out of it and became the same happy woman she had been. I know she missed my dad, but, she had a grandchild to dote on and that made all the difference in the world. I am sure that I will see her and dad again in eternity.

My husband’s mom is still living and for the past 20 plus years she has been like a mom to me. I’m glad that we have such a good relationship. I love my mother-in-law. We don’t get to see each other very often because we live in different states. She can’t hear very well so we chat in text messages periodically. I send her pictures of the great grand kids and she appreciates them.  Usually I get to see her once or twice a year. Last year I went there three times during the year.

So, I hope that all the mom’s out there had a wonderfully blessed Mother’s Day. Though I know that some felt loss, because they have lost children. For them I pray that God will comfort them.  For those people who have lost their mother, I pray for comfort as well. Some mothers have been estranged from their children and for those I pray for reconciliation. Blessings to all.

Happy Mother’s Day,

Grandma Peachy

About grandmapeachy

I am a retired grandmother and amateur quilter. Generally I do not discuss religion and politics with people other than my family and even then I do more listening than talking. Because I dislike confrontation this blog is a way for me to express opinions that I hold on these and other issues without having to delve into controversial discussions with others who may not agree with me. I am also an avid supporter of indie authors. There are a lot of great books that are not available through traditional publishing and I believe that these stories need to be brought to the attention of the reading public.
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