I waited so long to be a mom. Lots of tears before I finally had a baby in my arms.
But I not only remember those early days of being a mom, but I remember the mom's in my life.
Many are gone now. But their teaching, encouragement, and love are still with me. I always feel a bit melancholy these few days. Oh to be able to just touch my grandma's white hair again.....or taste my mother's coffee cake with her flowered apron sprinkled with flour, or seeing my aunt and mom sitting talking around the kitchen table. I remember the grape vines in grandma's back yard, and her being outside talking in German with her black tie on pump shoes.....and my other aunt playing the piano while my cousin and I sang the old hymns. I wish I could talk again to my grandma and she would quietly chuckle about something that she remembered....and I can still see my mom singing the songs from the 40's while she dusted the furniture. Oh, I could go on and on. But, I would be in tears.....
Probably working on family genealogy has added to that feeling, but I LOVE the memories.
I thought I would share a few pictures of days gone by.....
This is my beloved Grandma. See the white hair???
My mom and dad with me when I was a baby.
My daughter and myself on her wedding day! You have NO idea how much this picture means to me.
Me and my grands at Disney!
Me with my baby boy and then my teenager!
Happy Mother's Day