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Tribute to Our Moms

This group is dedicated to those special women who are our biggest fans, loudest cheerleaders, and life’s leaning pole.This group is dedicated to our mom, whose sacrifice began at birth and ended at death, but whose love lives forevermore!

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Latest Activity: Aug 4, 2022

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What her life and departure tought me

My mother passing has made me more introvert than usual. Than i remember how introvert she was most The time. I remember goods and bads. And sometimes attaching tô memóries can be good when they are…Continue

Started by silvia maria Aug 4, 2022.

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Comment by Dena Williams on April 18, 2022 at 6:28pm
I lost my mom March 26 and I still can't believe it. She was my best friend and the support that got me through life's struggles. She was so strong and so compassionate. Even when people (myself included) disappointed her she never gave up on us. I miss you so much Mom!
Comment by dream moon JO B on July 7, 2021 at 2:29pm

so sorry loss mom on 5/4/21 1130am miss her her so muhs it it im so num 

thn i get how can be num it wz 3 mnhts go 

but i am num i cud be num 2 my dyin day i cud 

i cud not be near day she poss coz covd 19 ruls

but i cusd say gudby in funrel hom

Comment by Holly Danca on July 4, 2021 at 7:32pm
I lost my mom in October. I’m trying to build a life to honor her. One day at a time I deal with the sadness
Comment by dream moon JO B on April 5, 2021 at 8:48am

i loss my mom 2 day i did

Comment by Joy on September 6, 2017 at 6:40am
Mama, thank you for the wisdom and grace which you exhibited throughout your life. I would like to have those same character traits and pray that I will be remembered as such. Until I see you.
Comment by BLUEBELL on September 3, 2017 at 10:39am

Comes The Dawn

After a while you learn the subtle difference
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning 
And company doesn’t mean security,
And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts
And presents aren’t promises,
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes open
With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child,
And you learn to build all your roads on today,
Because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans,
And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
After a while you learn
That even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul,
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure...
That you really are strong,
And you really do have worth.
And you learn and learn...
With every goodbye you learn.

Author: Veronica Shoffstall
I think my Mom would be proud of me if I learned the lessons in this poem.
Bluebell



Comment by BLUEBELL on August 30, 2017 at 9:41am

Be carefree now, Mom as you never could be in life. Breathe easy finally. Don’t worry Mom, we’ll be fine. And please say hello to Dad.

Bluebell

Comment by Brett Bowman on August 29, 2017 at 11:02pm

My mom beat all I have ever seen for, "paying it forward." She would do it everywhere she went. She would do it at the grocery store, the drive thru lane at a fast food place. If there was a way my mom would pay it forward.

My mom was also such an inspiration to me for her strength. There was a time when my mom was a single mother of four without the help of our father. The first job she got after we started our new life was at a hardware store. She managed to pay the rent and always put food on the table. Eventually she became The Director of Commerce for the state of North Carolina. She did it one step at a time. She never gave up. She face her responsibilities head on.

The biggest compliment that I could ever give my mom though is simply the way she made me feel. She was my greatest advocate. I love the way that she would introduce me as her son. She just had a way of saying that with such pride. I never knew or felt that I deserved it, but I sure did feel the love in her voice when she said it.

When my mom was very sick and I was her caretaker, she just had this way of looking at me. It was like, "You really came through for me. Thank you." My mom thanked me. Believe me. She was the caretaker in our relationship.

The first time I ever gave my mom morphine, it really hit her hard. She slept for like 14 hours. When she woke up (finally) she was very loopy. She asked me who I was. That shook me to the core. She asked me if I lived here with her. Lastly she asked me the strangest question. She said, "Do you have a life?" I laughed and told her yes. She said, "I don't see how. It seems like all you ever do is take care of me." She wasn't even sure who I was but she remembered that I was always there for her. I told her that she was my mom and that I loved her with all of my heart. She looked at me with the same confused look I would give her when she told me that she loved me. When she would say it to me I would always wonder what I had done to be deserve being loved that much.

I guess that I didn't have to deserve it. That's what moms do. There is not a more beautiful word to me in the world than, "Mom."

She will forever have my heart. I love you mom. I could shout it from the roof tops. Thank you, mom. You gave me life and then you made it beautiful. 

Comment by Joy on August 29, 2017 at 4:07pm

Beautiful poem Bluebell. Brings tears to my eyes.

Comment by BLUEBELL on August 29, 2017 at 3:58pm

Wonderful Mother

By Patrick O’Reilly

God made a wonderful mother,
A mother who never grows old;
He made her smile of the sunshine.
And He moulded her heart of pure gold;
In her eyes He placed bright shining stars,
In her cheeks fair roses you see;
God made a wonderful mother,
And He gave that dear mother to me.

Bluebell

 

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