The following post was written originally on 10/23/13, but I was looking for some "mother's day" thoughts and this one popped up, and even though it wasn't written specifically for Mother's Day, I think it fits.
This same son is now 40, and currently is living at home, so I get to see him and tell him I love him every day now...which is something I don't take for granted anymore. After losing one of our precious sons to cancer three years ago, we never let a day go by without telling our sons (2 adult sons, both currently living at home, at least for now) that we love them...and we tell them to be careful when they go out the door to go to work, and we pray for their safety...and we always are relieved and thankful when they return home safely each night. Little things like this story written below are precious moments...again, not to be taken for granted.
So, at this Mother's Day time of year, I know many of you mothers are expecting something special from your children. But I say take a moment each day to say a prayer for your kids, no matter how old they are or how far away from home they may be...and let them know how much you appreciate all the little ways they demonstrate their love for you throughout the year, not just on this one day.
Original Post from 10/23/2013:
I was kind of missing my youngest son this afternoon. He's 36, and lives not too far away, but works a lot of nights and weekends, so he doesn't get home to visit much anymore. I actually called his cell phone on my way home from work today just to say hi and tell him I loved him and that I miss him and we'd love to have him drop by sometime or give us a call. Of course, it went directly to his voice mail because he was most likely at work. Since he's a cook at a busy restaurant I knew he couldn't answer his phone. But I just wanted to touch base with him and let him know I was thinking about him. He'll probably call back tomorrow when he wakes up.
Well, a few minutes ago I went into the kitchen to get a snack and then into the adjoining dining room to close the blinds for the night. As I shut the blinds I paused and looked at my special "Tea Time" Calendar that is on the wall
Anyway, I happened to notice that something was written on the first day of the month, October 1st. I didn't recall writing anything there, and I was pretty sure my husband wouldn't write on this particular calendar either as it is a little out of the way of the telephone and the other spots where we usually write our appointments. So I looked a little closer, and realized that this was our son's handwriting...(and spelling)
"Scott changed your calendar w/love"...
I know I've seen him here at least once since October 1st, but this is the first time I've seen this note.
It's stuff like this that makes me love my kids more and more. Yeah, he's 36, but he's still my "baby". I guess I'll always be kind of mushy when it comes to my kids, no matter how old they are.
Postscript added later as I was replying to a comment from a friend: "Isn't it amazing the little things that bring joy to a mother's heart? Think how much more joy we bring to our heavenly Father when we say words of praise and love from our hearts to Him...I should've added that above, but it's still sinking in."
Now this calendar really is a "keepsake"! And my son? Well, he's a "keeper" too!
What kind of things make YOU want to cry tears of joy?