Happy Mothers Day Mum!

Mothers Day... What a great opportunity to celebrate the ladies who nurtured us throughout our formative years! My mother is a special lady to me. Now I emphasize "to me" since I have no doubt that all of the mothers here in "blogland" are special to their children as well and I would hate to be accused of insinuating that my mother is the only special mother around because she certainly is not. I want to congratulate each of you mothers here in “blogland” who have spent a major part of your lives raising children with the utmost love and dedication.

M now my mother’s name is Pamela. Her friends called her Pam, my father sometimes called her Pammy while my sister and I called her Mum. If I were to describe her, it would go like this. She is a meek lady with a heart of gold. A very religious lady, who believes that when she dies, she will go to heaven because she takes the Bible literally where it says that "For God so loved the world that he gave His only begotten Son that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish but have eternal life." (John 3:16) She is the most sincere individual whom I have ever known and the least hypocritical. There were times when I thought that she may have been overly "religious" and yet it never bothered me since she was a lady who always walked the walk and talked the talk. Maybe the “overly religiousness” that I thought I saw was nothing but the realization of my lack of living the Christian life that I should have lived.

She was a dedicated mother who strove to teach me true Christian values. Though I never quite got that part of my life right, I have never wavered in the beliefs that she taught me throughout my childhood. My mother spent as much time teaching me through her actions as she did her words. Maybe one day I can get my actions on track and then maybe, just maybe, I could practice what I preach just like her.

My mother has had a rough life. She spent many an hour asking God for strength to get here through her trails and tribulations. She sacrificed much of her life looking out for us kids, making sure were clean, well dressed, well fed, educated and prepared for our future. I am sure that there were things in her personal life that she would have liked to have accomplished other than wiping my snotty nose and yet she shelved much of that out of love for my sister and me.

My mother is now into the later stages of life and, like most people in their twilight years, is frail and in need of care... Now that's where I come in. My mother now needs me and I am there... not because it is my duty but because it is now my turn to repay the time that she invested in my life for without her investment in me, I would not be the man that I now am.

So Mum, I hope I can one day measure up to the person that you are! Thanks for your love, thanks for your dedication and just plain "thanks" for each and every minute that you invested into my life! I love you Mum!

Happy Mothers Day!