Today, more than any other day, I felt it was time... There was a moment today that I just had to share. For any of you that know me, (God help you, if you do, lol) it's been just over a year since I lost my mom. It was so painful! and crushed into the time warp of just over three weeks. In some ways, I am still reeling. My mom and I had a very unusual relationship.. My mother HAD to be the MOST competitive person that I have ever met. Even cooking with me, she would compete. When you are insecure, the results can be disasterous... suffice it to say that sometimes I came away feeling like I just never measured up. Well, often, sadly. Today, as I am unpacking in my new digs for the perhaps tenth time in just over a year (GASP!), I uncovered a treasure! Buried within the debris of files was a note mom had written to me sometime within the past two years. It instantly brought a flood of tears.
I want to share it with you:
No, not just to make you run for the Kleenex, : P .. seriously,
I want to share the value of encouragement..
incidently... **EN-COURAGE- ment - to give courage... I know I need that pretty often
Count Your Blessings!
pretty (that one I DID balk at some)
loyal to friends
loved by a mother who sees all the good in you, and doesn't care if you are tall, or short, fat or thin,
envies your enormous talent and is proud that you are mine.
Coming at a time when I miss her so, it was a gift from my Father, who understands when I hurt and always seems to send me courage... aka.. encouragment...
I think it's a lesson for all of us. Give that praise, send that note, bring that dinner to someone's house, or have them over,
watch someone's kids for them, send the flowers... btw, I love gerbera daisies and tulips.. lol...
You never know how one act of kindness might change the course of someone's life.