My Mom with my brother and sister and me, lower right corner
Beverly Fisher 1928 - 2015
Happy Mother's Day to all the lovely moms whose blogs I read and who share their joys and their sorrows and their insights with me. I learn from you and laugh with you and occasionally cry with you. And it all makes me a better mother. Thank you.
It is not a happy day here except vicariously through your joy.. Last night was a hard night, with excuses and entreaties and lots of pain on both sides. Addiction doesn't always take time off for holidays. E is gone for the day to give me time in peace and I hope to try to find her way, if only for one day. But next weekend might bring a celebration when enough time has passed to sweeten Love.
And no matter what, being a mom is divine, it brings a lot of gifts and a lot of Love under many different guises.
But today is also a day to take time to remember and send Love to mothers who are truly suffering all over the world, on a day that maybe belongs to them, more than any of us
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Mothers in shelters. Mothers separated from their children for reasons they don't understand. Mothers grieving at the graves of departed children gone before their time and mothers sitting at the beds of terminally ill children. Mothers in prison and mothers separated from their children because of their own addiction. Mothers mourning children who have been taken by spouses who's whereabouts are not known and mothers, without hope, holding hungry babies in refugee camps. Mothers trying to console children hurt in ways neither they nor we can reason nor understand. All mothers suffering every where in this world. And most especially to mothers who today have lost a child.
It is an honor to acknowledge them today and to wish them peace and Love and solace.
