We received this from our friend Trish today and wanted to share it with everyone. I Love you Mom!!! Thanks for making me who I am today.
REAL MOTHERS
Real Mothers do not eat quiche; they do not
Have time to make it.
Real Mothers know that their kitchen utensils
Are probably still in the sandbox.
Real Mothers often have sticky floors, filthy
Ovens and happy kids.
Real Mothers know that dried play dough does
Not come out of shag carpets.
Real Mothers do not want to know what the
Vacuum just sucked up.
Real Mothers sometimes ask, 'Why me?' and get their
Answer when a little voice says, 'Because I love you best.'
Real Mothers know that a child's growth is not
Measured by height or years or grade...
It is marked by the progression of Mama, to Mom, to Mother.
The Images of Mother:
4 YEARS OF AGE - My Mama can do anything!
8 YEA RS OF AGE - My Mom knows a lot! A whole lot!
12 YEARS OF AGE - My Mother doesn't really know
Quite everything.
14 YEARS OF AGE - Naturally, Mother doesn't know
That, either.
16 YEARS OF AGE - Mother? She has no clue!
18 YEARS OF AGE - That old woman? She's way out of date!
25 YEARS OF AGE - Well, she might know a little bit about it.
35 YEARS OF AGE - Before we decide, let's get Mom's opinion.
45 YEARS OF AGE - Wonder what Mom would have thought about it?
65 YEARS OF AGE - Wish I could talk it over with Mom.
The beauty of a mother is not in the clothes she wears,
The figure that she carries,
Or the way she combs her hair.
The beauty of a mother must be seen from in her eyes,
Because that is the doorway to her heart,
The place where love resides.
The beauty of a mother is not in a facial mole,
But true beauty is reflected in her soul.
It is the caring that she lovingly gives,
The passion that she shows,
And the beauty of a mother
With passing years only grows!