mother{less} days

This will be the tenth Mother's Day without her.
I wish it got easier with every passing year, but the radio/TV ads,
greeting card aisles & so much marketing seems to remind me
around every corner and it's often painful.
It feels like there are reminders everywhere that I cannot buy her
a card, flowers or call to say 'Happy Mother's Day, I love you.'

the locket on my wedding bouquet

This time of year is difficult for me, and for the many others
who have lost their mom or never even knew their her.
I am so thankful for the many sweet memories I have.
Every time I hear "Great is Thy Faithfulness" I think of her.
She loved to sing, especially hymns.

One of my most precious memories is from here singing 

as she rocked me to sleep for an afternoon nap.
When I see a garden, I think about how Mom knew the name 

of every flower & remember the beautiful garden we had.

I remember when my dad "trimmed" the butterfly bush

and she nearly cried when she saw what was left of it.

Mom was always there to listen & encourage us, being our #1 fan.  

She volunteered in church, school & with Girl Scouts, but was never 

overbearing or obtrusive, which I didn't appreciate enough at the time.

She disliked doing laundry and ironing.

Mom loved the ocean and combing the beach for sea shells.

 Most of all, she loved being a wife and mother.

Thank you for allowing me to share some dear memories. 
I've also written about Mom here and here.