Today my mom celebrates her 82nd birthday. Mom is such a beautiful lady, inside and out. She always taught us to do our best when we were growing up. I can remember when I came home from school so worried because I was going to get my first C+ on my report card. She told me that it was okay, as long as it was the best I could do and that I had tried my hardest to get help with the subject. I also have fond memories of Mom always putting us kids and others before herself. (I know, now, that's what a mom does! ) Instead of her buying a new dress or shoes, she would buy them for us. Even though she worked outside the home at various times, I always remember our house being neat and clean and homecooked meals on the table at meal time.
Mom has been through a lot physically. Through all her ailments, though, she keeps on going and never complains that she's in pain. She suffers with arthritis and has had a knee replacement along with several other ailments.
We were always taught right from wrong as well. Mom has handed down her faith in the Lord Jesus Christ to us. We were taught that in order to get to Heaven, we needed to believe in the Lord Jesus Christ and accept Him as our personal Savior. I did this at the age of 9, upstairs kneeling by my bed. When I was done, I immediately went downstairs and told my mom. :)
Even though at that time, I didn't know all there was to know about living a life of faith. It wasn't until I got to college that I realized I needed to be living this faith day by day. I thank God for Mom. She is a great Mom and grandma (and now, great-grandma) and loved and appreciated so much. She certainly has a love for her family. It's the most happiest times for her when we can all be together with her and Dad.
Happy Birthday, Mom, with our love!
