Thank you for all of the sweet fb and text messages wishing me Happy Mother's Day today. The boys made my day by calling to say, Happy Mother's Day (thank you) and Scott and I spent most of the day doing "loft" things. Mom is still feeling horrible and spent most of her day in bed. :( Her shingles are at the painful stage and they "stab" her 2-5 times a day. When the pain hits it knocks the breath out of her, she cries, cringes and holds her breath and all of that is causing her to lose her appetite. My poor mom is a miserable lady right now.

My brother Gary sent mom a gorgeous white flower arrangement and then we brought mom some flowers from her own garden. She loves her home in the country, loves to garden and loves her flowers...so since she couldn't enjoy it this year we brought her garden to her. She is so gracious, even in the midst of her pain and she lights up when we talk about the loft. She is so creative and with 7 rentals to keep up, she has become a renaissance woman. She likes to talk about the different materials we can reuse or create and that seems to help her get thru some of her days.

I have been focused on my mother for the past 13 months and I have learned many valuable lessons along the way. I have learned more about her personality, heart, sweet spirit, funny bone and personal quirks than I have ever known before. Many things I knew but I didn't KNOW...I have been by her side almost every single day for this entire heart saga and I have cried buckets of tears. I have mourned the loss of her life (as she knew it), mourned a pace maker (I know, strange.), cried with her, laughed with her, tried to comfort her, rejoiced with her and encouraged her...and in many respects we have switched roles this year. I have been the one who has been consistent, encouraging, strong willed, stubborn and flexible. I have taken all the things that I have learned from my mother in the past 32 years and made them my own. I have embraced her strengths and done my best to meet her needs.

I have experienced fear more this year than ever before, been on my knees begging God for her precious life and making myself sick with worry over her life. In my heart I knew (and know) that God loves her more than I do and He is the giver of LIFE. If it was HIS will for her to be here then she would be here...but that is so much easier to say...and in that struggle I was broken, became more aware of my weaknesses and adamant on showing the kids God's love, mercy, grace and faith... This year has really given me that opportunity to provide that safe shelter in the storm for her healing and recovery. I discovered strengths that I did not know I had...and was reminded of the strong woman who had taught me so much.
Sometimes I have those moments where I say something and then pause....as I realize that is SO something my mom would say...and I cringe...and then there are those moments when I realize that is SO what my mother would say and I am proud. Mom, you are one remarkable woman who has surprised me (and so many others) this past year with your strength, determination and spirit. You have taught me about love, life and Jesus your entire life and I am so THANKFUL that you are still here to teach me more. I love you!