My B.F.F.

"You painted no Madonnas
On chapel walls in Rome;
But with a touch of diviner
You lived one in your home,
You wrote no lofty poems
That critics counted art;
But with a nobler vision,
You lived them in your heart.
You carved no shapeless marble
To some high soul design
But with a finer sculpture
You shaped this soul of mine
You built no great cathedrals
That centuries applaud;
But with a grace exquisite
Your life cathedraled God.
Had I the gift of Raphael
Or Michelangelo
O what a rare Madonna
My mother's life would show."

~Thomas Fessenden

"Said a mother to me one day: 'When my children were young I thought the very best thing I could do for them was to give them myself. So I spared no pains to talk with them, to teach them, to pray with them, to be a loving companion and friend to my children.'

~ selected

This quote is Mama, she gives herself to us, her children. Daily she places her own desires in the back of her mind and joys in our hopes. She is my constant friend, sister in Christ, encourager, confidant, book report listener, corrector, adviser, soup-mixer, (I'm sorry I ever tried those navy beans) girlfriend, fellow book-lover, kindred spirit, my example of a quiet and gentle spirit, laugh-til-midnight-in-bed-buddy, and my talk until it hurts gal, my best friend in the world.

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH,

Mama!


{Happy Mother's Day} :)

"Women know
The way to rear up children (to be just)
They have a merry, simple, tender knack
of tying sashes, fitting babies' shoes,
And stringing pretty words that make no sense,
And kissing full sense into empty words;
Which things are corals to cut life upon
although such trifles."

~Elizabeth Barret Browning

Proverbs 31:27-31
"She watches over the ways of her household, And does not eat the bread of idleness. Her children rise up and call her blessed; Her husband also, and he praises her: "Many daughters have done well, But you excel them all." Charm is deceitful and beauty is passing, But a woman who fears the LORD, she shall be praised. Give her of the fruit of her hands, And let her own works praise her in the gates. "