Thursday, November 26, 2015
YOUR BABY BOY AND YOUNGEST CHILD.( I REMEMBER )
I know it's not mothers day....but i was thinking of someone i rarely mention.
This is to be under the heading of things i am thankful for.
MY MOTHER.Minnie Joe.Yep 10 years ago this Sunday she left us. She was a little bit of everything a person could be. She had a tender heart,a temper when pushed to far,and much to my young buck mind at the time of my youth(surprised) she was very smart.Something i remember about her...was how when you were gonna say something funny,or profound i can just picture her now,squinting her eyes ,her lips moving as i spoke as if she was repeating what i was saying.Those who knew her, will know what i am speaking of.I seemed to take it pretty well when she passed, but i was expecting it. It has been in the years since her passing that i miss her the most. Her cooking,her love for her kids her dogs,etc. She was a lot stronger person than some really knew. I promise you when she decided something,that was the way it was gonna be.No manipulation in her house.Her family was the ones most instrumental in my coming to the Lord.Her Dad and brother for sure.She had a very good sense of humor,but was careful with what she laughed at in front of her baby boy. (THAT'S ME)As all of us,she was not perfect. When i think of her faults,they quickly get drowned out by my love for my mother.I had a lot of history with her ,as a child and an adult. Yet i miss her so much these days. All the years i had with her i am thankful,and i hope she feels my heart break as i write about her.I see so much of her in me as i get older. Especially her determined personality. Oh my.... sometimes when i laugh or sound surprised i fined myself making the same noises she would make.Same facial expressions. So Mother its been a fast 10 years and i missed you and loved you for every single one of those years.AND I AM THANKFUL TO THIS DAY AND FOREVER FOR BEING YOUR BABY BOY AND YOUNGEST CHILD.
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