Name: Linda
Saturday, February 17, 2007
Blessed
I spent the day with my Mom yesterday. Ever since my parents moved a thirty minute drive away from us, I've beeen trying to spend at least one day a week with them. Every time I talk to her, my Mom tells me how much she misses me. It was so nice just to be able to walk down the hallway of our home, tap on the door and go in and spend some time with her in their apartment in the back of our home. When they moved, I was determined I wouldn't neglect those visits, but it isn't always easy to find the time.
So yesterday, my husband had work he wanted to do on the property we bought (and hope to build a new house on as soon as we sell this property - please Lord). It is about half-way between our house and my parents' home. He dropped me off and then went to do the work he wanted to do. He was going to be back in time for supper - homemade cauliflower soup (which is delicious - no matter how funny it sounds).
The minute I walk into my parents' home, I'm a little girl again. My Mom greets me as though she hasn't seen me in ages. Yesterday she put her hands up to my face and gave me a kiss and just hugged me. I can't quite put the feeling into words. I just felt so loved and welcomed.
We spent the rest of the morning just chatting; we never seem to run out of things to say. My Dad just kind of walks in and out - doing little odd jobs in his garage or playing around on his computer. After lunch I got out my quilt (that I've been working on for two years now) and Mom got out her crocheting. She is making lace edging for her sheets and pillow cases. Yup - lace edges. Her home is filled with little touches like that. My Dad makes her wonderful things. For instance, he just made her two shadow boxes out of old victorian picture frames she had. He put little shelves in them and she now has a place to display her Hummels. She has a kitchen cabinet with glass doors, and she crocheted a lace edging for the shelves. She has handmade quilts on the bed, pictures that she has embroidered, and curtains she has sewn. I love just sitting there - absorbing the atmosphere of home.
We sat in the armchairs in the livingroom doing our handwork and just talking about everything. It was a wonderful afternoon. I have come to treasure these days. My Mom has always been my best friend (next to my husband, who is my best friend in a whole different sort of way). She is the first one I call when I need someone to talk to. She always listens and gives wise advice. She is very open and honest with me too - never claiming to have it all figured out. We talk about the good times and about the mistakes we've made . We just share from the heart without fear of being judged.
I know very well how blessed I am to have both my parents still with me at this age. Honestly, I can't imagine life without them. My heart hurts for those of you who don't have your parents with you any more and miss them terribly. I am so thankful that this life is not the end. There will be a time when we will all be reunited with those who occupy such a special place in our hearts. I am so thankful for the hope of heaven. Just think, this life is only a very tiny portion of the time that is ahead of us. A time when there will be no more suffering or sorrow or separation. We are a blessed people. Thank you Lord for loving us so much You sent Your beloved Son to make a way for us to be with You and with each other forever. What a glorious thought.
Blessings,
So yesterday, my husband had work he wanted to do on the property we bought (and hope to build a new house on as soon as we sell this property - please Lord). It is about half-way between our house and my parents' home. He dropped me off and then went to do the work he wanted to do. He was going to be back in time for supper - homemade cauliflower soup (which is delicious - no matter how funny it sounds).
The minute I walk into my parents' home, I'm a little girl again. My Mom greets me as though she hasn't seen me in ages. Yesterday she put her hands up to my face and gave me a kiss and just hugged me. I can't quite put the feeling into words. I just felt so loved and welcomed.
We spent the rest of the morning just chatting; we never seem to run out of things to say. My Dad just kind of walks in and out - doing little odd jobs in his garage or playing around on his computer. After lunch I got out my quilt (that I've been working on for two years now) and Mom got out her crocheting. She is making lace edging for her sheets and pillow cases. Yup - lace edges. Her home is filled with little touches like that. My Dad makes her wonderful things. For instance, he just made her two shadow boxes out of old victorian picture frames she had. He put little shelves in them and she now has a place to display her Hummels. She has a kitchen cabinet with glass doors, and she crocheted a lace edging for the shelves. She has handmade quilts on the bed, pictures that she has embroidered, and curtains she has sewn. I love just sitting there - absorbing the atmosphere of home.
We sat in the armchairs in the livingroom doing our handwork and just talking about everything. It was a wonderful afternoon. I have come to treasure these days. My Mom has always been my best friend (next to my husband, who is my best friend in a whole different sort of way). She is the first one I call when I need someone to talk to. She always listens and gives wise advice. She is very open and honest with me too - never claiming to have it all figured out. We talk about the good times and about the mistakes we've made . We just share from the heart without fear of being judged.
I know very well how blessed I am to have both my parents still with me at this age. Honestly, I can't imagine life without them. My heart hurts for those of you who don't have your parents with you any more and miss them terribly. I am so thankful that this life is not the end. There will be a time when we will all be reunited with those who occupy such a special place in our hearts. I am so thankful for the hope of heaven. Just think, this life is only a very tiny portion of the time that is ahead of us. A time when there will be no more suffering or sorrow or separation. We are a blessed people. Thank you Lord for loving us so much You sent Your beloved Son to make a way for us to be with You and with each other forever. What a glorious thought.
Blessings,
17 Comments:
You are indeed blessed to still have your parents, Linda, but more importantly, you're very aware of that blessing.
The love and memories we shared is all that keeps me from wildly grieving for my Mama and Daddy. There are still days I miss them so bad it makes me cry, especially holidays, birthdays, anniversaries and special occasions. I so wish they could have seen Jessica graduate, get married, and meet Emmy.
But, life goes on, and thank God that it does.
Have a great weekend, Linda.
Love and hugs,
Diane
Linda, this just filled me with warmth all the way down to my toes. And a big lump in my throat. What a beautiful, beautiful post. You are truly blessed.
Linda, this was such a sweet post!
I know how you feel about your mom...it's the same way with me. My mom is widowed but she still lives in the same house that we moved into when I was 15. (However, we are hoping to sell her house and move her closer this year.) When I went do spend the night with her recently- just me, without the little ones- she knew I had been stressed lately and just treated me as only a mom can.
So, yes, we are so blessed!
Your Mom and Dad's home sounds lovely. I love the little homemade personal touches your Mom has added to make her house a home. I love lacy, dainty, frilly and homemade from the heart kind of things! :) Family is such a blessing! I am glad that you had a wonderful day together and I pray you sell your home soon. :)
Dearest Linda, such a heartwarming post! Your mom sounds a lot like mine, even the cupping the face part and just hugging me! lol You are indeed very lucky to still have both your parents living...my dad was only 48 when he passed away and I feel so robbed of all the years I could have had with him. Hugs xoxo
Linda this was beautiful to read. I too am blessed to have my parents still with me and I can not imagine life without them.
You sure are blessed! what a wonderful day it sounds like you had with your mom! I wish we lived closer to my mom, but being in the military it's just not possible!
Linda,
I must admit this brought a tear to my eye, and just a twinge of jealousy, although I know that's such a bad feeling to have.
There are days that are much worse for me than others, but the empty spot is always there.
The knowledge that my Mom is free of pain and we'll be together again is a great comfort..
So glad you had the joy of spending such an ordinary yet wonderful afternoon with your own dear Mom..
((hugs))
What a wonderful daughter you are. And what wonderful parents you have. Yes, all of you, are blessed.
'MN'
What a beautiful relationship/friendship you have with your mother! I'm so glad you had this time with her!!
You are certainly blessed to have both your parents. I do too. It's wonderful that you are close enough to each other that you can see each other regularly. I was just yesterday talking to a friend whose parent lives on the other side of the country and I felt a real ache in my heart for her.
I love how she held your face and gave you a kiss.
This part made tears come to my eyes: "My Mom greets me as though she hasn't seen me in ages. Yesterday she put her hands up to my face and gave me a kiss and just hugged me. I can't quite put the feeling into words. I just felt so loved and welcomed."
What a beautiful post. You are blessed indeed, and so are they to have a daughter that honors them so. And you're right, I'm SO glad, too, that this life is not the end. It's just whetting our appetite for the fellowship we'll enjoy for all eternity.
Thanks for this post, today. You've blessed me so!
I, too, am blessed to have my parents - and .7 of a mile from me after years of being far apart. They're young for as old as I am, but they're definitely aging. I must cherish every moment!
A most beautiful writing.
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What a precious post, Linda! Full of warm fuzzies.
Dear Linda,
there is no other love that can come close to that between a mother and daughter, yes you are blessed to have your parents with you still and they are blessed too because you sound like a kind and gentle person filled with the love of the day and the moment.
Your post was lovely and gave me a "must call my mum" moment and we had a long chat. I have lost my father and mum lives some 7 hours drive away but the nice chattie phone call was good.
thanks! O! and before I go can I just say caulie! soup is the best you are right.
best wishes Lee-ann
Very sweet. It is so nice that you have them both and you can visit with them.
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