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A Mother’s Blessing will Always be a Lesson
As a young child, I’ve always been aspired by a mother's teachings and natural ability to be so caring and gentle with their kids and others. I’ve also seen the similarities between most mothers when it comes down to protecting their creations of wonder and beauty. It’s is not only an instinct for a mother to protect her children but a mother would also protect another mother's children as well. I was not raised by my biological mother but instead, I was raised by my aunt who still to this day treats me like I was made by her. She has taught me many things and also allowed me to learn on my own. And even though I was raised by my aunt my biological mother still taught me lifelong lessons that I still think about today.
By Tyriq littlejohn 5 years ago in Families
Strange, Holy and Rare
When I was four years old I slept soundly in my second story room bed with the window open and a warm June breeze tickled my cheek. I awoke when a dream I had, a disturbing one, ripped me violently from my sleep. I wailed for Mama. Mama came to my bedside as I recounted the events of a nightmare so terrible it's recurred at least once in my slumber annually, nearly every year since: my mother standing in our tomato garden in a white polyester robe and plastic halo. "Bye bye," she told me. "I'm going to heaven." The worst part of the dream was that I could see on her face that she wasn't the least bit remorseful that she had chosen to ascend to heaven rather than stay on earth with me. Just as my pudgy hands reached for her she was gone, and my eyes tore open, and there my mama was. On earth with me. Of course I couldn't articulate any of this to her with a vocabulary of about thirty-six words, so I probably said something like, "I don't want you to go." She caressed my hair gently and wiped the cold sweat from my brow. And she said, "One day I will die. Could be tonight, you never know. And I will go to heaven and you will see me there when you die."
By Christy bradley5 years ago in Families
Strange Meeting On A Park Bench On My Birthday
It was a stunningly beautiful Autumn day, the azure blue sky acting like a blank canvas on which nature had decided to paint a masterpiece full of vibrant natural colours. A mosaic, leaf-confetti littered pathway led off to a vanishing point far off in the distance. On both sides, lines of skeleton trees, devoid of their summer foliage, stood like sentinels guarding the pathway to heaven. To each side mid-life evergreens acted as a natural bulwark to protect the open parkland behind.
By Liam Ireland5 years ago in Families
I'm a Strong Woman because Strong Women Raised Me
We are carried in the womb for a period usually of nine months. During that time our lives are affected heavily by the woman who is carrying us in our womb. We are influenced heavily by her emotions, nutrition, mindset and her surroundings. If we dive deep into spirituality and science the DNA is passed down to us through the maternal bond from a mother and a child. The mother influences the child long before birth even occurs, the impact of a mother can influence the child forever.
By Avril Doucette5 years ago in Families
THE DEVIL DON'T WANT ME!
Sarah Frances Patricia Ann Lingard Alston.... Whew... Now That's A Name! A very long name! The woman who carried all of these names was an amazing woman. Sarah was the Wife of a Pastor... gave birth to 7 children but raised 9 children... a grandmother... a great southern cook... an awesome Singer! She was an Ole Fashioned, southern girl from Varnville SC. But most of all, My Mom, Sarah was amazing for amazing sayings! One of my very favourite sayings of her's was, "The Devil Don't Want You, And God's Not Ready For You!" What did she mean by that? Keep reading! Born October 06, 1941 and died from breast cancer on March 30, 1993. Unfortunately, she died before she could enjoy her great grandchildren! Her love, laughter, sense of humour and 'Amazing Sayings' will always be remembered and missed!
By SummahLuv Townsley5 years ago in Families
Trial and Error
My mother in her later years was definitely the boss. When my sister and I were younger my mother seemed to avoid conflict. When she married her second husband she adapted to a new situation. He seemed to thrive on conflict. To avoid being an emotionally abused wife, she learned to stand up for herself. In later years of their marriage, the two of them would get into many prolonged arguments. She also started to become bossier. She controlled the total running of the house. If she didn't like his outfit when they were going out together, he would have to change. Years of therapy and attempted conversations had not changed his demeanor. But her becoming more assertive seemed to make him more content and less abusive.
By Antoinette L Brey5 years ago in Families
Making Our Miracles Succeed
“Make sure you wash your face and brush your teeth!” , my mom would yell just about every morning getting ready for school. I would do these things while the slight hint of her horrific morning breathe was hitting my nose. “Yes, mam” I’d say praying no one will EVER smell my breathe in such condition. I must’ve brushed my teeth so long that morning I almost missed the bus.
By Melanie Bailey5 years ago in Families
