Mothers and Angels

Yes, I know, mothers are people, not angels. Sometimes when you have a mother as special and precious as mine was, you almost think of them as angels. I found this poem online and thought it described my mother so I wanted to share it here.

My mother left this earth over 11 years ago. I still miss her especially on special occasions like Mother's Day. The following picture of my mother and me was taken in the 1960s. I still remember this special day. I made my dress and the one my mother is wearing for Mother's Day that year. My dear Hubby bought the corsages for us. 

One of the things I appreciated most about my mother was her love for God, Jesus, and the church. Everyone who knew my mother loved her. She showed genuine interest in everyone she met. In fact, she used to drive me a little crazy when she would start telling me about someone she knew who I hardly knew or didn't know at all, and she would go into detail telling me all about something going on in their lives. I would think, "I don't care." "I don't even know these people." She was interested in everybody. I mean, it wasn't like she just did this once in awhile. She did it all the time. Now I wish she was here to tell me some of her stories. I have the feeling that when I see her in heaven she will have lots of stories about lots of people she has met there to tell me about. It will be a wonderful time. I totally look forward to it. 

I'm sharing this for Spiritual Sundays this week. You can click HERE to go to that blog. So many wonderful people share their hearts with us there. I hope you will check it out if you are not familiar with Spiritual Sundays.