In Fond and
Loving Memory
Of My Mother,
Frances
"Forever In My Heart"
And to All
the Military Moms,
Wives,
Moms of and Grandmoms of
A Very Special
Mother's Day Wish
Goes Out to YOU!
HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY
May 9, 2002
A mother is a very special person to be.
And nothing can come close to a mother's love.
It's a genuine and beautiful thing.
There have been many people
who have expressed their sentiments
about motherhood.
I can only speak my heart here now.
Mom, though you are in
heaven,
this is for you,
and to all women
who bear that "motherlove"
in your heart.
I say it this way, because not all
of us were fortunate enough
to have earned the title "Mother",
but in our hearts we are
almost as good.
Be it as an aunt,
a step-mom, a nanny,
a nurse or a child service provider.
For those women
who love and cherish children
as if they were her own
or who had to take over the role,
due to circumstances but were not
born to it.
To all women of this nature,
and to those who proudly bore a child,
God Bless All Mothers
and Mothers of the Heart.
"My Mother planted seeds of faith
and watered them with love"
Alice Gray
I have many fond memories that I cherish.
Mom was full of fun.
She colored with me in my
coloring
book; cut out paper dolls
for me (she was so neat!);
taught me how to hit the ball
with the paddle (she was very good!);
listened to my woes;
soothed my aches
and bandaged my bruises.
"No language can express the power
and beauty and heroism and majesty
of a mother's love."
E. H. Chapin
She always knew what to say
to make it feel better.
She made things special.
She loved all children.
My friends loved talking to her.
She had time to give.
Her nature was that of a giver.
Sometimes, I got to teach her things
but she always gave back more (smile).
"Mother love is that
divine gift which comforts,
purifies, and strengthens
all who seek it."
Louisa May Alcott
Mom kept a cool head.
Sometimes she gave
too much of herself.
But then, what is "too much"
for a mother!!
I remember her as my bestest friend.
Once, she handed me a cutting from
the New York Daily News.
It was something she found in
the Ann Lander's newscolumn.
She told me,
"Rose, this is what you mean to me,
what all of you mean to me."
I still have it.
There were three of us.
I was the oldest.
The article was about being the
first, middle and last child.
How you fit into a mother's heart.
I, being the oldest, had to be more,
at times; but, I was the
first to come into my parent's life.
This was special.
It was also no less
than being the middle
or being last.
We each bring different
feelings to our parents,
but also, we have our
own special place.
Mom, I'll never forget that moment.
"Thank You".
Yep, Mom...You had me down pat. (big smile)
Mom shared a lot with me.
Being the only girl,
I guess we had our women secrets.
But she loved the boys.
They sure got into more scrapes
than I did but I sure
had my moments
as well.
:-)
Guess, we did keep her on her toes.
Grown, now as I am,
I know the worth of
what she taught me
be it with advice,
or by her actions that were
impressed upon me.
Nothing can compare to her love.
I miss her
but I know she's watching me and
she still guides me.
She's my star.
She shines bright and winks down at me
I know she has a smile!.
Mommy, you are the "Greatest"!
Till we meet again.
With All My Love Forever and Always,
Your Proud Daughter
Rosie
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