Living to tell The Story sponsors Friday’s Fave Five Meme. An opportunity for me to pause and note 5 Favorite moments of my week or to give thanks for 5 wonders or blessings or …
1.) Loving memories of my mother. A St. Patrick’s Day baby born during WWII. Her daddy made her an Irish Kawleen. We knew her as Ma, Mom and Gramma. She died in 2003, just 3 months after being diagnosed with colon cancer. She would be amazed at how often we think of her and how much we miss her. Even I am amazed at how real her life seems to the children that didn’t even have a chance to know her. One of my little ones walked into my room, yesterday, and said, “Today’s Gramma’s birthday and I have the perfect present for her.” Before I could say anything, she blew a kiss Heavenward and said, “Happy Birthday, Gramma.”
It’s so easy to hear my mother’s voice and her laughter. I hear them when I talk with my sister’s. I hear them in my own voice and the way I phrase a sentence when I speak to my children. I see the hint of her features when I look in the mirror and it makes me smile when one of my older children touches my hair and says, “Oh, Momma, your hair is starting to feel silky, like Gramma’s,” and a younger one says, “I wanna feel.”
She was a good woman. She loved God and she loved us. Growing up, she was everything I wanted to be. I look forward to “meeting her in the morning, just inside the Eastern gate, over there…”
A Skelton photograph
2.) Ah, the sunshine. The warm breeze. The chill is out of my bones and I am sure that spring has arrived! A sweet respite before the hot, humid; sometimes languid days of summer.
3.) $3.99 All You Can Eat Papa’s Pizza Buffet. Tossed salad, cucumbers, tomatoes, banana peppers and shredded cheese; broccoli salad with raisins and dried cranberries, nuts and sunflower seeds. Thin crust loaded veggie pizza, thick crust three meat… your way, any way! Have you noticed grocery prices, lately? I don’t know how he does it. 1 case of head lettuce – $62. This time last year, 1 case of head lettuce – $38. Good food. Good people!
4.) Older children licensed to drive themselves to work and thereby enabling this momma to sleep in, just in case she was up until 3 a.m. writing or some such nonsense.
5.) A child’s laughter. Anyone’s child. Anywhere. I love to hear a child giggle and laugh. Innocent. Trusting. No inhibitions. In spite of all of the tragedy and heartache in this world, when I hear a child’s laughter I hear the sound of hope.
“Count your blessings, name them one by one,
Count your many blessings, see what God hath done.”
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