Well, I know I am one week late with this post, but I was enjoying my Mother's Day and remembering my own mother.
Anthurium lilies were her favourite plants, so it was hardly surprising I picked up a plant on my last trip to the grocery store. Mother's day was on my mind.
If my mom was alive, I wonder what she would think of her grandsons? I imagine she would not be able to stop hugging and kissing Liam who is at that very sweet age - interactive, but not giving any backchat, loving and still wanting hugs and kisses. She would sit with him and look at his art work and praise him. And tell him he is not eating enough.
With Lucas, I can just picture her reflecting on how much he is like or unlike my brother. She would say how tall he is growing and how much he is getting big. And she would ask questions about his homework and smile and nod even if she wouldn't understand half of what he was telling her. She would probably scold him for being too rough with Liam, as I do, but stroke his hair and give him hugs nonetheless.
I'd like to think that I would get some of those hugs and loving caresses that brings a feeling that only a mother's touch can bring.
I miss my mom and I hope the memories I am making with my own children will live on with them even after I am gone.
Happy Mother's day, all you moms out there, and for those who are missing their own moms, she lives on in you and your own children.
Anthurium lilies were her favourite plants, so it was hardly surprising I picked up a plant on my last trip to the grocery store. Mother's day was on my mind.
If my mom was alive, I wonder what she would think of her grandsons? I imagine she would not be able to stop hugging and kissing Liam who is at that very sweet age - interactive, but not giving any backchat, loving and still wanting hugs and kisses. She would sit with him and look at his art work and praise him. And tell him he is not eating enough.
With Lucas, I can just picture her reflecting on how much he is like or unlike my brother. She would say how tall he is growing and how much he is getting big. And she would ask questions about his homework and smile and nod even if she wouldn't understand half of what he was telling her. She would probably scold him for being too rough with Liam, as I do, but stroke his hair and give him hugs nonetheless.
I'd like to think that I would get some of those hugs and loving caresses that brings a feeling that only a mother's touch can bring.
I miss my mom and I hope the memories I am making with my own children will live on with them even after I am gone.
Happy Mother's day, all you moms out there, and for those who are missing their own moms, she lives on in you and your own children.
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