The rush flows to my heart as swiftly as a gust of wind before the tears well up in my eyes. This has become a common sense for me these days. Usually brought on by the growing up of my sweet babies.
See, for me these are tears of happiness, mixed with pride and joy & usually a dash or two of fear.
My baby girl is entering her senior year, my oldest son is entering his first year of high school, while my youngest boy approaches his very last year of middle school.
These milestones get me every single time, and this Mother's day I can only pray to provide the kind of comfort to these sweet babies of mine that I always received from my Mom; and to this day... still do.
There's always been a warmth about her, in the best of times, and especially the worst of times. I can only pray & strive for her gift of compassion to flow through me, so my children will experience the same kind of love that cannot accurately be described into words.
Mom, I love you like that!!! XOXO
Love Always,
Me
