This post is sort of a follow-up of my last one...I have always been very close to my mom and we are physically very far apart right now. I found this and it reminded me of her:
When You Thought I Wasn't Looking
When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you hang my drawing on the icebox and I immediately wanted to paint another one.
When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you feed a stray cat, and I learned that it was good to be kind to animals.
When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you make my favorite cake for me and learned that little things can be the special things in life.
When you thought I wasn't looking, I heard you say a prayer, and I knew there is a God I could always talk to and I learned to trust in God.
When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you make a meal and take it to a friend who was sick, and I learned that we all have to help take care of each other.
When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you give of your time and money to help people who had nothing and I learned that those who have something should give to those who do not.
When you thought I wasn't looking, I felt you kiss me good night and I felt loved and safe.
When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you take care of our house and everyone in it and I learned we have to take care of what we are given.
When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw how you handled your responsibilities, even when you didn't feel good and I learned that I would have to be responsible when I grew up.
When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw tears come from your eyes and I learned that sometimes things hurt but it is all right to cry.
When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw that you cared and I wanted to be everything that I could be.
When you thought I wasn't looking, I learned most of life's lessons that I would need to know to be a good and productive person when I grew up.
When you thought I wasn't looking, I looked at you and wanted to say, "Thank you for all the things I saw when you thought I wasn't looking!"
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I love and miss you mom.
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I was born in the mid 50's and grew up in the South. I'm 53 years young now. I'm a wife, a mother, grandmother, a daughter. But most importantly I am a child of God. I've learned a lot so far and I'm satisfied with my life most of the time...though I'm honest enough to admit that I'm not perfect yet. I haven't given up though!
2 comments:
Thank Trish, This made me think of my Mom. I sure do miss her. I wish your mom was here then I could hug her for you.
Hey Darlene...I wish you could too! I know you must miss your mom so much...but at least we know those goodbyes aren't forever. You'll see her again someday...you know that! Love you!
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