The most unlikely of gifts bestowed upon my birth….A barely 17 yr old guardian angel and superhero rolled into one with a lopsided halo perched above pink sponge rollers and a house dress cape.
Further proof I don’t like my picture taken. That face!
A fierce defender standing between me and the world. While making mud pies in an empty lot, a neighbor lady threatened to spank me if I came into her yard. Returning home in tears, she sprang from the porch, hair in curlers and house coat flying behind her like a cape to terrify said neighbor into a hasty retreat.
She was my playmate, sitting on the floor eating salted lettuce and green beans with our fingers from the can. We colored , painted and played. She’d take me to the malt shop, drop a coin in the jukebox and lift me atop the table so I could dance among the cheers to Woolly Bully. (Table dancer from wayyyy back lol)
She was my comforter and nursemaid. With tender fingers, wiping tears from chubby cheeks, pressed cool damp clothes to fevered brow and doctored every scrape and bruise. All sickness I’ve nursed, every tear I’ve dried, each consoling word spoken, I first recieved from her.
My personal cheerleader where every picture colored, painted, word written, song sang was the most beautiful thing ever created by anyone! Her belief taught me to believe in myself, believe I could and gave me the confidence to try all that I dreamed.
All the things she was and is….An unlikely gift, guardian, Angel, hero, supporter, comforter, friend…we shorten it to Mom.
Happy Mothers day to my mother and mothers everywhere! As unlikely as it my feel, you are our first and greatest gift💕
Your mother sounds like an awesome defender, even in her house gown and curlers. What a blessing to have such a fierce force of love in your life! Treasure the moments (my mama passed a few years ago and I miss her like crazy…)
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Thank you so much, Virgina💕
I’m so sorry for your loss. I’m so fortunate to still have both my parents but lost my grandmother a couple years ago and my mother still aches from the loneliness of her absence too. I can’t earnestly say that I understand, but as much as I dont want to imagine it, I know that day will come and fear how lost I’ll feel without her.
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Amen.
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Thank you Herb 😊
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That was the sweetest thing! I’m going to use it as a roadmap!
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I love you, Angel💕 it’s so good to see you here. I think of you so often and always wishing you happiness.
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I’m still here reading away and if I go too long without a Laura Bailey post, I go check your blog (instead of depending on the WordPress Reader.)
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I’ve been so lazy about writing lately but oh so busy with projects and Spring. It’s been difficult to find inspiration during this maddening time.
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Kudos to your mom, and you too, for recognizing what she gave to you.
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Thank you so much!
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Beautiful!
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Thank you! I feel it falls short. 😕💗
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It’s spot on and so precious!💕
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That’s just beautiful 😊
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