I sure miss my mom.
So Mother’s Day is bittersweet for me.
As I know it is for many.
But to say that Mom is no longer with me just isn’t true.
The strength of her faith sustains me each day.
Through the notes she wrote in the margins of her Bible.
The verses underlined.
The dates of something special.
The example of living a life completely committed to God.
The power of her encouragement still props me up.
Through the words of support that fill her notes to me.
Bookmarks and special cards and little gifts laced with inspiration.
Reminders that she always believed in me.
Even when I didn’t believe in myself.
The legacy of her love remains a foundation of my life.
Unconditional and tender, I could always count on Mom’s love.
Through my faults and mistakes.
Through laughter and tears.
A hug and three kisses remained our code.
A sense of her presence reminds me she’s not far.
Videos of her sweet and playful self.
Audio clips reading to me once again.
Yellow butterflies that fill our yard.
Beautiful reminders that yes, though she is with Jesus, my mom is still here.
Happy Mother’s Day, Mom.
I love you.