Wednesday, May 14, 2014
Here's a story about a woman who brought 3 girls into the world.
Her heart content with the family she created, she fought hard to keep it together. Life was good.
Then, one day, she found herself alone, with only her 3 little girls. Lost & broke she often cried at her circumstance. Determined to keep her girls together & give them a good life, she went to work in a huge commercial bakery. The nightingale of the graveyard shift would be her name, for that shift allowed her to see her girls. Her body ached & sleep would be for the fortunate. The thought of failure often visited.
You see, her job was one for a man. Yet, I witnessed her laugh. She laughed at life; she laughed at herself.
She loved music & dancing, for she knew the importance of spirit. She taught me to dance in the rain, make lemonade when life hands you lemons, she taught me to stand up for myself and to follow my dreams. She told me to travel the world and not to take life so seriously.
Laugh. She taught me to laugh. Even when crying, laugh. She taught me to see people with God's eyes & have compassion, for no one knows their struggles.
Many have called her crazy, but, she never was. The only thing she was crazy about were her 3 girls.
Happy Mothers Day Mom!