A tribute to mothers around the world

  1. i'd like to dedicate this thread to all mothers everywhere and especially my mother who is no longer with me. her loving memories i will forever hold close to my heart. being a mother is the hardest job i know. i don't know how she did it or even how we do it. it just gets done. god bless us all! please contribute any comments, poems, quotations or stories on motherhood. happy mother's day!

    life began with waking up and loving my mother's face. ~george elliot

    a mother is she who can take the place of all others, but whose place no one else can take. ~cardinal mermilloid

    a freudian slip is when you say one thing, but mean your
    mother. ~unknown

    you can fool some of the people some of the time, but you can't fool mom! ~?
  2. 11 Comments

  3. by   jnette
    Here's to my Mom !

    A real lover of life. At 81, she'd still dive off the diving board if we'd let her ! May she always keep her smile and childlike heart.
  4. by   night owl
  5. by   cwazycwissyRN

    My mom and I share alot of humor. She has a hearing problem. One day I turned in the villiage inn to eat, and she said 0000hhh, villiage Inn, I wondered where we were going, I though you were saying billy bens.:chuckle
    She has supported me throughout my life cheering me on. I had a very rugged last pregnancy and she was awsome through it.

    I would also like to add that my daughter became a mom this year. I am so proud of her. She is such a wonderful mom. I want to brag on her. You should see my mom and her with that baby boy. They are too funny. Mom is always telling her "well in my day we...............ya probably have to be there.
  6. by   night owl
    you taught me how to love you by
    the way that you loved me;
    and by your unseen sustenance,
    to see what you would see.

    you gave to me through who you were
    the gift of what i am.
    your pride in me is now my pride,
    your faith my caravan.

    your life does not conclude with death,
    nor will it end with mine,
    for all the lives i touch you touch
    and so on through all time.

  7. by   perfectbluebuildings
    You all are making me want to cry.
    I just got in and had just missed a call from my mom about an hour ago, wondering how I was doing, etc. I miss her a lot when I am away at school, even though I am supposed to be all grown up and independent and not need her any more- like that will ever happen!
    She is so wonderful at listening and has a great shoulder to cry on, and always has the best advice- and the best hugs!
    I still don't know how she did it- six kids under the age of six all at once! And then later, six teenagers, four of them angst-filled females!
    She is an amazing, amazing person and I don't think she realizes it- I will have to remind her when I call her back tonight! And thank her for all she has done.
    Moms are such special people.
  8. by   JULZ
    Ditto!!! you are making me cry too! My mom is truely awesome and really not appreciated enoough. She not only raised her 3 kids most of the time alone, then remarried when I was about 12. Since, she has raised 2 adopted girls she promised she would not give up when they came into our hearts at the ages of 2 and 3 through foster care. Now they are 17 and 19 and treat my mom like s**t. She also has a foster child that was very ill when she first got her. A victim of munchousen! She has spent countless hours in the hospital with her and I believe my two adopted sisters were very jealous of this and started rebelling, maybe just because they are teenagers but you would think they would have more respect for the parents that rescued them from a sexually abusive home at such a young age! Anyway I'm rambling but point is I tell my mom how much she is appreciated and I love her for who she is what she has taught me throughout the years. I now have 3 kids of my own and pray to god they treat me how a loving mother should be treated..

  9. by   night owl
    [font=century]when the lord was creat-

    ing mothers, he was in his sixth day of overtime, when an angel

    appeared and said, "you're doing alot of fiddling around on this

    one." and the lord said, "have you read the specs on this one?

    she has to be completely washable, but not plastic, have 180

    moveable parts, all replaceable, run on black coffee and leftovers,

    have a lap that disappears when she stands up, a kiss that can

    cure anything from a broken leg to a disappointed love affair and

    six pairs of hands." the angel shook her head slowly and said,

    "six pairs of hands...no way." it's not the hands that are causing

    me problems," said the lord. "it's the three pairs of eyes that

    mothers have to have." "that's on the standard model?" asked

    the angel. the lord nodded. "one pair that sees through closed

    doors when she asks, "what are you kids doing in there?" when

    she already knows. another here, in the back of her head that

    sees what she shouldn't, but what she has to know, and of

    course the ones here in front that can look at a child when he

    goofs up and say, "i understand and i love you." without so much

    as uttering a word." "lord," said the angel, touching his sleeve

    gently, "rest for now. tomorrow"..."i can't." said the lord. "i'm

    so close to creating something close to myself. already i have

    one that heals herself when she is sick, can feed a family of six

    on one pound of hamburger and can get a nine year old to stand

    under the shower." the angel circled the model of the mother

    slowly. "she's too soft." "but tough!" the lord said excitedly.

    "you cannot imagine what a mother can do or endure." "can she

    think?" "not only can she think, she can reason and compromise,"

    said the creator. finally the angel bent over and ran her finger

    across the cheek. "there's a leak," she pronounced. "i told you

    were trying to put too much into this model." "it's not a leak,"

    said the lord. "it's a tear." "what's it for?" "it's for joy, sadness,

    disappointment, pain, lonliness and pride," the lord said. "you're

    a genius!" said the angel. the lord looked somber, "i didn't

    put it there."

    ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*erma bombeck~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
    Last edit by night owl on May 7, '03
  10. by   duckie
    This Mother's Day just serves to bring back precious memories of past Mother's Days, for at the age of 73, MaMa no longer knows who her children are. But, I will never forget who she is. She lifted me up when becoming a woman was so very hard. When I decided I wanted to get married at 16, she supported me, I know she had her fears but said I was smart and she would put her faith in my judgement. At 17 1/2 when I gave birth to my daughter, she didn't come in and take over, she sat back and praised me for the love and care I gave my child, never told me I was doing it all wrong, and stood behind every decision I made with her care. And when I ask her for advice, she would kindly suggest, but never demand I follow what she said. She was free with hugs and love, never failed to be there when I needed her most, taught me to love the Lord, raised me to be a good and kind human being, caring more for others than myself. She worked several jobs to make certain her kids were well taken care of and never once let us feel unloved. Her life was nearly cut short by a man that attempted to murder her but God knew her babies needed her and he allowed us to keep her. After two failed marriages, a man entered her life that gave his heart and soul to her and became my precious Daddy. This same man, cares for her at home, never regretting his choice to marry her. He holds the weight of the world on his shoulders but she is worth it. She was a wonderful Mom, a very dear friend and even though I look into the eyes of a stranger that no longer recognizes me, I will always remember her. So, Mommy, for all those I love you's from the past that you shared so freely, for every hug you gave, for every tear your dried, I thank you, I love you, I cherish you and I know that someday we will be together in Heaven where you will remember your children and we will have the ultimate happy homecoming. Thanks you Mom for making me the woman I am today. Forever and always, your Duckie
  11. by   night owl
    Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, I'm going to cry. That was so beautiful! You sure have a way with words Duckie. Your Mommy still loves you even though she doesn't know you anymore. A mothers love is everlasting. God bless you and your Mommy. These are for you...
  12. by   duckie
    Originally posted by night owl
    Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, I'm going to cry. That was so beautiful! You sure have a way with words Duckie. Your Mommy still loves you even though she doesn't know you anymore. A mothers love is everlasting. God bless you and your Mommy. These are for you...

    Thank you lovely lady!!!!!
  13. by   suzannasue
    I really miss my Mama...she and I had a really good relationship most of the time...but even when we were "scrapping", there was an understanding that we were 2 opinionated adult women, and we could agree to disagree...I still talk to her...hope she can hear how much I still love her...and hope she knows I miss her more than ever...I knew I would not have her forever, but losing her suddenly, although not unexpectedly made me realize the importance of telling those you love, that you love them, everyday...she was not raised in the best situation,not much love there...and often referred to herself as "the bad guy" because she was in charge of disciplining 2 goofball daughters...but she was always there for me...helped me raise 3 loving daughters who are great human beings...I need her now more than ever...I don't like Mother's Day anymore from a child's viewpoint...but when I hear my girls tell me how much they love me, I always thank her in my heart of hearts for being such a strong woman and having the courage to learn to love and setting the example.
    So, Helen Virginia Dare Roland Morris Horn...from this side to the other side...I miss your presence in my life and I love you.
    To all of you who still have your mothers...hug them just once for me...what I would give just to feel her hugs again...