"Angels around us,
angels beside us,
angels within us.
Angels are watching over you
when times are good or stressed.
Their wings wrap gently around you,
whispering you are loved and blessed."
- Angel Blessing
This picture was taken at a cemetery in Shepherdstown, and it comforts me a little as I contemplate Mother's Day without our own mother. It makes me realize how blessed we were to have a mom like ours at all -- and to have had here with us, physically, for so many years. And it reminds me that we have her still, that she is an angel now, still looking out for us, still loving us.
Yesterday I met a young deliveryman from the D.C. area, one of two who delivered and installed a new washer/dryer at Zach's house. He was polite, competent, cheerful and kind -- black and about 40, I'd guess. When I mentioned how much I was missing my momma and how hard it would be to mark our first Mother's Day without her, he said, "I lost my mother when I was 3, but I'm lucky to have had a lot of mothers in my life. You are blessed."Then I knew that my whining was selfish, that our momma's work here is done, but that her labors of love in being a mother to us will live as long as we do -- and beyond, in our own children, and on and on. Finally, gratitude and peace have replaced my sorrow.
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Momma was tired, all right, and I am so thankful that her last few weeks, after Daddy died, were spent with friends rather than having to be a mother to anyone. Enough is enough for any mother! May she indeed rest in peace.
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