she loves purple and this poem is fitting for us.
I often contemplate my childhood, Mom.
I think of all the things you gave to me:Sacrifice, devotion, love and tears,
You loved me with a never-failing love
i am getting a tad sappy and emotional... mother's day has a beautiful meaning to me.
2001: i had just found out about the cancer and Fred and i went to Sam Houston state park to visit with his family...my dad and brother show up...big surprise for me...just thinking about that day makes me weepy, i did not know they were coming. very special moment for me...to know my dad came from Houston to spend that time with me when i was at my lowest...
then November 21,2001: the birth of my one and only daughter. to think that in the months prior, i did not know if i was going to be able to share her birthday with her, to see her born.
so to all you mothers and pre-mothers out there, happy early mothers day.
regardless if you get a card or jewelry or something crazy, just remember that you got something when you became a mother, you got a very special gift, the gift of love.