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Hello my friends,
I wanted to share something with you that my daughter wrote about me. As most of you know I recently moved and I am currently still unpacking boxes. Today I found a paper entitled ADMIRATION and it was an assignment that my daughter had to write for college. As I read it, it humbled me once again and reminded me that I did well by my children. Sometimes when our children leave us we wonder did we parent properly, will our children be okay out in the world, will the spirituality they have raise up a standard when the devil comes in like a flood and will the seeds that you have spent time planting grow strong and tall inside them. As I read her words I began to weep and smile because I was so proud of the women she is becoming. I hope that you enjoy this piece and know that your children must feel the same way about you. Here we go.

I know a women whose very presence has the power to change the atmosphere. She has a smile that is as captivating as the sun when it meets the horizon. I know a woman whose words have the ability to speak life into dry bones, like deeply embedded roots of an old tree, which continues to nourish new offspring. She is a woman whose warmth reminds me of Christmas dinner at grandmas. She is a pleasant nostalgia, taking me back to the aroma of peach cobbler and fresh baked apple pie that engaged themselves in a tango around the room and tickled my nose. I know a woman unlike any other, a woman beautifully and wonderfully made. She is a woman who has been beated, discouraged, damaged and thrown away, but repaired into a masterpiece. There is a woman who possesses the courage of a lion, whose compassion is similar to that of a child to his mother, and whose strength can empower a nation. I aspire to be more like this woman I know, love and admire. One day I will be the epitome of what I believe a woman is, and I will become my mother.  When I associate courage, strength and compassion to individuals in history, I often think of Harriet Tubman, Rosa Parks and Corretta Scott King. They were all people whose bravery singled them out in a crowd. Their strength and disregard of fear enabled them to accomplish great achievements; the compassion they encompassed for freedom, fellow sufferers, and each of their enemies is immensely amazing. Through these remarkable people, lives were forever changed and history was made. As I have matured into adulthood I have realized my mother embodies all the traits of those normal human beings, whom I admired as a child into adolescence. These people I read about and dreamed about meeting, people whom I owe a great deal of gratitude. These heros I longed to converse with were closer to me than I could ever have imagined. In a moment of discovery I was aware that each of their legacies live in a woman I cherish and respect; thus from that epiphany I concluded I had found a hero close to home, my mother...

The paper goes on to talk about some incidences but I fear it would be to long for this blog so I will end it here. Please know mothers that our children remember who we are and what we have done for them. This mothers day hold your heads up and know that YOU DID WELL! I love you all hugs and Kisses and HAPPY MOTHERS DAY!


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