“As is the mother, so is her daughter.” – Ezekiel 16:4
A year ago last January, mom was not at all well. We really did not expect to have her blessing our lives for 2 weeks much less make it to last year’s mother’s day. And now…
Here we are again, celebrating Mother’s Day a second time.
I am so blessed to have my mom. I love her with all my heart and am so happy to have her in my life and as my mother. There have been times when I have said I did not wish to be like my mom which seems silly because some of the quirky things that she does are what make her mom.
As I get older (and wiser?) I have come to know that, yes, I have become my mother in many ways. And I am OK with that because my mom is a pretty neat lady. I am proud to be her daughter.
My image today came from an adult coloring page I found on the Internet. I spent one-morning coloring (it with a photo manipulation tool rather than with crayons or colored pencils) and thinking of mom. Mom colors these kinds of images regularly now with colored pencils to help her improve her dexterity. It is a physical therapy that she, the staff and the residents at her home can all enjoy. Mom colors images to hang in her room and to adorn entrance doors to residents in her wing like a college dormitory resident assistant. Even the activity director occasionally asks mom to color for parts of activities she plans for the group.
Mom is much better at it than I am.