Waiting...

Women must be born waiting.  Their spirits remember well from whence they came. 



A Woman's heart yearns for Beauty and Quietness.  She reaches to make her home a replica of another place...she watches constantly... (as if she could)... take from her family... the weight of this world.



It must exist just around the corner...the same peace, the safety, the order, the beauty, that her spirit remembers...




She is always busy...there is no time to wait...yet she waits...and she wonders how to give her children such specific Joy...somewhere...somehow...

 

There must be something she might say or do, or sew, or cook, or clean, or paint, or sing, or read, or plant, or prepare, or pray, or mend, to remind them...

and so she waits... to see if they will  remember...

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My heart is full of thanks for Evelyn and Donna (our amazing mothers) who have waited on us many times through the years and for our seven sweet daughters: Brooke, Tiffany, Lindsey, Natalie, Amy, Elisa, and Ashley, who wait upon our wonderful grandchildren during these precious years of little sleep. And to our sisters, Diane, Maxine, Teresa, Susan, Veanne, Kay, Christy, Cynthia, Lalove, and Barbara...and to the mother-in-laws of our children with whom we share our prayers and dreams.. We are most thankful for the time, effort, and great love that these wonderful mothers give...which bless our families with great joy.  Happy Happy Mother's Day!   We love you so much...