The Worst Mother's Day Gifts:

Who am  I? Again here I a woman of many hats. I stand tall as a mom and wife before anything else in life. But then the different hats begin to come out.

I am a published author; I am a copywriter.  I am an artist and illustrator. I am an editor. I am a seamstress; I am opinionated, I am vocal, I am puppy sitter, I am a movie fanatic, I am a sci-fi nut, I am a redhead, I am moody, I am a crier, I am a BiPolar. Most importantly, though, I am ME, I am who I want to be right now, and I am happy.

With the Mother's Day on top of us, I began to wonder about what gifts the world is giving their mothers. It hasn't been that many years that I started celebrating this beautiful day again after my own Mama passed during the Mother's Day event. So now as I am again among those who look to this day, I wonder....gifts?

Personally, I have been given some of the most beautiful things by my family that I have never experienced one of those OMG moments of receiving a gift. I have a precious jewelry and flowers along with other items.
So now I wonder what terribly inappropriate gifts given to other Mothers.

How about the family who sprung a trampoline on Mom? Okay, so as they were bouncing around she could sit back and admire her gift.

Or the ever popular breakfast in bed. But then Mom gets out of bed and cleans the kitchen. Maybe not such a great gift.

I have heard of so many awful gifts given to Moms around the world, that go far beyond the flowers or candy. But the worst gift of all those terrible gifts is the gift that all Mothers everywhere are devastated to receive. This present is the gift that will last a lifetime in pain.

That is the gift of forgetting. The gift of not caring. That gift is the worse thing a Mother could ever receive.

No matter what the circumstances. No matter what is going on in your life. Remember your Mom, remember the woman who loves you no matter what you do, the woman who stands up for you when others don't and remember the woman who gave you life.
Because without our Mothers, none of us would be here.

Mama, I love you.

Mother's Day To All Who Had To Say GoodBye To Their Mamas

I am a mother, I am a wife, but was a daughter before I was either of those.
No matter how old you get or what happens in your life, there are days you just want your Mom.
Mother's Day was hard for me for so many years after I spent that Mother's Day in 1997 when we laid you to rest the day before.
That was a day that will haunt me forever as I said goodbye to you while everyone around me celebrated their moms. I will not forget the hole in my heart that losing you left.

 For Mama, I will miss you every day for the rest of my life. I still go the phone and think of calling you. I still long to ask you a question or advice and I will always want to tell you things that happen in my daily life.
I will cry tears that you are not here to for Cole to know and that he will never know just how silly you were and how much fun. I cry that I feel so alone without you at times. I cry that the flowers are blooming, and you aren't here to see them. My tears had never dried from the moment in the hospital when I had to say goodbye. Those tears have remained a part of me every day since.

It has been years since I heard your voice but the sound remains strong in my memory. It has been years since we laughed and since you placed your loving arms around me. Those years seem long on days, and then there are moments when the pain is still as fresh as a cut.

Sure as mothers and daughters do we didn't get along all the time, we had our differences.We had our problems, but we also had that connection. I never went a day of my life while you were here on this earth to call you. I called no matter where I was at, no matter if we were having a disagreement. I never spent a New Year's Eve that I didn't call you, waking both you and Daddy most of the time. I just had to say I love you.

So as the days and years tick away I will finish my days with Goodnight Mama; I love you and sweet dreams.

Every time it rains I feel the teardrops from Heaven as they wash on my face, and I know you are there looking down with love.