My Dear Mother!

Dear Mom,
I wanted to write you a letter this mother's day and let you know what you mean to me. I know it has been way to long since we have been able to talk. I know that we will have a face-to-face talk soon. I miss being able to come home and sit on you lap and have you stroke my hair and tell me everything will be ok. You have shaped my life with yours. Your life was an example of the way all should live. Never did I hear a cross word from you lips. You were so much like your Dear Mother. I have drawn much strength from you and the way you lived you life. Tho things were not as you had wished you bore your hardships with a smile and thankfulness for what you had. I will wear a White Rose this Mother's Day in honor of you. Thank you for your life and mine

Your Son.

What Color Is Your Rose This Mother's Day

In 1986, my dear mother passed away at the end of our school’s spring break, a few months prior to Mother’s Day. That Mother's Day was one of sadness and fond remembrances of our dear mother. When our family arrived at the church, we were greeted by one of our dear Ward Mothers who commenced to pin a white rose on our right lapel and on my sisters’ dresses. She explained that she was wearing a red rose in honor of her mother, and that we needed to wear a white one in honor of ours. She explained that on Mother's Day you wear a white rose if your mother is no longer living and a red one if she is. My dad also received a white rose for his mother, who had passed away just 3 months before my own mother had. The first year that my wife and I spent Mother's Day together, we both wore a white rose. What a way to honor you mother - to wear a rose for her on Mother's Day. Which rose would you wear to honor your mother? Take my poll at the left and let us know.

When is Mother's Day?

This morning I got early; not some thing I do often, but my son needed some help and got me up. My wife, after a late night of working, stayed in bed. First I got my son's computer going so he could talk to someone. I then figured I would make my wife some breakfast-in-bed, something that she gives me all too often. I mixed up some eggs, milk, tomatoes, chili, cheese, and seasonings, and made her an omelet. So I give my kids the omelet and drink and let them take it in, singing her praises, plus getting the much needed praise from their mother. I was surprised when my youngest son said, "Is it mother's day?" That's when it hit me - I need to do that more often.