In Memory of My Mama

[DonnasLaw]

ESPECIALLY FOR YOU MAMA ~​

TOGETHER FOREVER!​

Once again, on this earthly plain,​

Our hearts have touched and loved,
Our souls have meshed and learned,
And I think, for this time at least,
We appear to have come "Full Circle".

Ours was never an "average" life
For a mother and her daughter . . .
We became intertwined like no other,
As we experienced the the total spectrum of emotions:
From the highest of highs to the lowest of lows.

Experiences which may have appeared to set us apart ~
But, bottomline, no matter what occurred,
We continued to tighten this unique bond.
A bond which laughed, cried, fought, made-up,
But always supported our unconditional love.

Our bond was one that puzzled many,
Confused some; shocked some surprised a great many;
And, even created some envy in others . . .
However, it was a very special and original bond,
Created by two very "one-of-a-kind" individuals.

We hardly chose an easy life to share this time.
And God knows, we crammed in more experiences than
most.
Yes, I confess, agreement and patience were not always
present;
But, as I sit here in the reflections of so many
memories,
I'd like to believe we worked hard to attain
acceptance.

Your's was not an "easy row to hoe", always working ~
Then a "MOTHER" ~ after 20 years of marriage!!!!
Work was cut out for you to try and be "Mom and Dad".
You always exuded such beauty and worked to be so
strong;
But, you were as delicate and gentle as the flower you
were named . . .

I could always sense you needed something special.
A particular type of love and nuturuing and care,
And, for someone to always be there . . .
And, somehow I felt it always had to be me - - -
I LOVE YOU - FOREVER!!!

your daughter,​

Donna Lynn​

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I was planning to write this and share this with you yesterday ~ as it was the anniversary of her death . . . However, I was unable to . . .

I wrote this poem the night before she died. I don't know if she ever really "heard" it per se ~ ~ However, I was holding her and reading her her favorite passages and Psalms from the Bible as she took her last breath.

I know she is with God and we will be together again. However, I miss her more than I can say . . . as if it were just yesterday.

God Bless you mama ~ I WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER!!!!!

:inlove::inlove::inlove::inlove:​

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[sco_b_doo]

Lovely Sweetie I Am Sorry To Hear About The Loss Of Your Mother I Lost My Father In July 2004 So I Know How You Feel

 

[jadeladybug]

that is so beautiful Donna. thanks for shareing it with me.

 

[sweetpea0257]

That was a beautiful tribute to your Mother. Remember, you are never alone. She will always be in your heart. God Bless You! Hugs to you!

 

[purpleroscoedog]

That was beautiful Donna.
I still have my mother, although I truly believe that she is showing the first signs of Alzheimers, but she will not go to the doctor. I am like her in that way. LOL

God Bless all Mothers. They surely must have the most difficult job in the world and they don't get enough credit.

 

[purpleroscoedog]

I grew up in the fifties with a practical parent -- a mother, God love her, who
washed aluminum foil after she cooked in it, then reused it.
She was the original recycle queen, before they had a name for it...

A father who was happier getting old shoes fixed than buying new ones.

Their marriage was good, their dreams focused.
Their best friends lived barely a wave away. I can see them now, Dad in trousers, tee shirt and a hat and Mom in a house dress, lawn mower in one hand, dishtowel in the other.
It was the time for fixing things -- a curtain rod, the kitchen radio, screen door, the oven door, the hem in a dress. Things we keep.

It was a way of life, and sometimes it made me crazy.

All that re-fixing, reheating, renewing, I wanted just once to be wasteful.
Waste meant affluence.
Throwing things away meant you knew there'd always be more.

But then my mother died, and on that clear summer's night, in the warmth of the hospital room, I was struck with the pain of learning that sometimes there isn't any 'more.'

Sometimes, what we care about most gets all used up and goes away...never to return.
So...while we have it...it's best we love it.....and care for it....and fix it
when it's broken.....and heal it when it's sick.

This is true.....for marriage.....and old cars.....and children with bad report
cards.....and dogs with bad hips.....and aging parents.....and grandparents. We
keep them because they are worth it, because we are worth it.

Some other things we keep.

Like a best friend that moved away -- or -- a classmate we grew up with.

There are just some things that make life important,
like people we know who are special.....
and so, we keep them close!
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[wickedmoon]

That was beautiful Donna thank you for sharing it with us, and i am terribly sorry for the pain you feel.

 

[Grandpa1968]

May God richly bless yew, and keep yew strong.
I know He werks thru yew, and I am thankful
GodBless

 

[pistol packin' mama]

ESPECIALLY FOR YOU MAMA ~


TOGETHER FOREVER!​

Once again, on this earthly plain,​

Our hearts have touched and loved,
Our souls have meshed and learned,
And I think, for this time at least,
We appear to have come "Full Circle".

Ours was never an "average" life
For a mother and her daughter . . .
We became intertwined like no other,
As we experienced the the total spectrum of emotions:
From the highest of highs to the lowest of lows.

Experiences which may have appeared to set us apart ~
But, bottomline, no matter what occurred,
We continued to tighten this unique bond.
A bond which laughed, cried, fought, made-up,
But always supported our unconditional love.

Our bond was one that puzzled many,
Confused some; shocked some surprised a great many;
And, even created some envy in others . . .
However, it was a very special and original bond,
Created by two very "one-of-a-kind" individuals.

We hardly chose an easy life to share this time.
And God knows, we crammed in more experiences than
most.
Yes, I confess, agreement and patience were not always
present;
But, as I sit here in the reflections of so many
memories,
I'd like to believe we worked hard to attain
acceptance.

Your's was not an "easy row to hoe", always working ~
Then a "MOTHER" ~ after 20 years of marriage!!!!
Work was cut out for you to try and be "Mom and Dad".
You always exuded such beauty and worked to be so
strong;
But, you were as delicate and gentle as the flower you
were named . . .

I could always sense you needed something special.
A particular type of love and nuturuing and care,
And, for someone to always be there . . .
And, somehow I felt it always had to be me - - -
I LOVE YOU - FOREVER!!!

your daughter,
Donna Lynn​

******************************************************************​

I was planning to write this and share this with you yesterday ~ as it was the anniversary of her death . . . However, I was unable to . . .

I wrote this poem the night before she died. I don't know if she ever really "heard" it per se ~ ~ However, I was holding her and reading her her favorite passages and Psalms from the Bible as she took her last breath.

I know she is with God and we will be together again. However, I miss her more than I can say . . . as if it were just yesterday.

God Bless you mama ~ I WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER!!!!!

:inlove::inlove::inlove::inlove:​

​

Very nice, Donna, and Take Care!

 

[pistol packin' mama]

I grew up in the fifties with a practical parent -- a mother, God love her, who

washed aluminum foil after she cooked in it, then reused it.
She was the original recycle queen, before they had a name for it...

A father who was happier getting old shoes fixed than buying new ones.

Their marriage was good, their dreams focused.
Their best friends lived barely a wave away. I can see them now, Dad in trousers, tee shirt and a hat and Mom in a house dress, lawn mower in one hand, dishtowel in the other.
It was the time for fixing things -- a curtain rod, the kitchen radio, screen door, the oven door, the hem in a dress. Things we keep.

It was a way of life, and sometimes it made me crazy.

All that re-fixing, reheating, renewing, I wanted just once to be wasteful.
Waste meant affluence.
Throwing things away meant you knew there'd always be more.

But then my mother died, and on that clear summer's night, in the warmth of the hospital room, I was struck with the pain of learning that sometimes there isn't any 'more.'

Sometimes, what we care about most gets all used up and goes away...never to return.
So...while we have it...it's best we love it.....and care for it....and fix it
when it's broken.....and heal it when it's sick.

This is true.....for marriage.....and old cars.....and children with bad report
cards.....and dogs with bad hips.....and aging parents.....and grandparents. We
keep them because they are worth it, because we are worth it.

Some other things we keep.

Like a best friend that moved away -- or -- a classmate we grew up with.

There are just some things that make life important,
like people we know who are special.....
and so, we keep them close!

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Very nice post! :thumbs-up

 

[lady_blueyes]

ESPECIALLY FOR YOU MAMA ~


TOGETHER FOREVER!​

Once again, on this earthly plain,​

Our hearts have touched and loved,
Our souls have meshed and learned,
And I think, for this time at least,
We appear to have come "Full Circle".

Ours was never an "average" life
For a mother and her daughter . . .
We became intertwined like no other,
As we experienced the the total spectrum of emotions:
From the highest of highs to the lowest of lows.

Experiences which may have appeared to set us apart ~
But, bottomline, no matter what occurred,
We continued to tighten this unique bond.
A bond which laughed, cried, fought, made-up,
But always supported our unconditional love.

Our bond was one that puzzled many,
Confused some; shocked some surprised a great many;
And, even created some envy in others . . .
However, it was a very special and original bond,
Created by two very "one-of-a-kind" individuals.

We hardly chose an easy life to share this time.
And God knows, we crammed in more experiences than
most.
Yes, I confess, agreement and patience were not always
present;
But, as I sit here in the reflections of so many
memories,
I'd like to believe we worked hard to attain
acceptance.

Your's was not an "easy row to hoe", always working ~
Then a "MOTHER" ~ after 20 years of marriage!!!!
Work was cut out for you to try and be "Mom and Dad".
You always exuded such beauty and worked to be so
strong;
But, you were as delicate and gentle as the flower you
were named . . .

I could always sense you needed something special.
A particular type of love and nuturuing and care,
And, for someone to always be there . . .
And, somehow I felt it always had to be me - - -
I LOVE YOU - FOREVER!!!

your daughter,
Donna Lynn​

******************************************************************​

I was planning to write this and share this with you yesterday ~ as it was the anniversary of her death . . . However, I was unable to . . .

I wrote this poem the night before she died. I don't know if she ever really "heard" it per se ~ ~ However, I was holding her and reading her her favorite passages and Psalms from the Bible as she took her last breath.

I know she is with God and we will be together again. However, I miss her more than I can say . . . as if it were just yesterday.

God Bless you mama ~ I WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER!!!!!

:inlove::inlove::inlove::inlove:​

​

This is so beautiful....how well i can relate...however, i grew up with just the one parent...her life was a hard one..there was here and FOUR girls..that in it's self was not easy.

She was the greatest...was always doing without, to give all she could to us girls...have to say, we were her life...and she gave us all she had to give...more than once, after we were grown, she would say...HOW I WISH I HAD ALL MY LITTLE GIRLS BACK...but on the down side just after Thanksgiving 1994, mom had a major stroke..took away her speach...she lived with me for 11yrs...she became my life then...and i gave it to her with no regrets....it was hard, but i wouldn't have it anyother way...i admired her, for all she had done for me......sadly my mother passed away June 2005....my heart will never be the same...however i know she is happy and smiling, and talking up a storm...she is in the arms of GOD.

God Bless all of you that still have your parents..always let them know you love them.


I's sorry if this to long..but thanks for reading it...i don't think i will ever get over the loss....no greater pain then the loss of MOM.

Thanks for this thread...it helps to talk about it...HUGS

 

[DonnasLaw]

Lovely Sweetie I Am Sorry To Hear About The Loss Of Your Mother I Lost My Father In July 2004 So I Know How You Feel

Thank you sco_b_doo. I took care of her for nearly two years ~ and like my mama ~ your father will always be in your heart too.

My daddy was always working our family business, so he wasn't around much ~ then he collapsed one night in December when I was young teenager [he had cancelled all of our insurance, but we didn't know it then, and I had been going to school and working since about age 12] . . . he was diagnosed with an extrememly rare brain disease and died the following December. My work schedule became much heavier & I helped take care of him at home for about six months. Mama didn't want to give up & tried every hospital possible ~ however, there was nothing they could do. He ultimately fell, broke his hip; got pneumonia; a collapsed lung; etc., etc. ~ and quickly went down hill. He died in a Convalescent Hospital.

From that day on ~ I swore if anything ever happened to my mama, "I" would be with her ~ and take care of her [a number of times from that horrid day] ~ and she would pass away at home ~ with candles & incense lit; and soothing music in the background; and in my arms. And she was at peace.

God Bless you and your loved ones.




:inlove:

 

[DonnasLaw]

that is so beautiful Donna. thanks for shareing it with me.

Thank you jade for your kind response. You are very welcome.


:inlove:

 

[DonnasLaw]

That was a beautiful tribute to your Mother. Remember, you are never alone. She will always be in your heart. God Bless You! Hugs to you!

Thank you for kind words sweetpea. I have memories of her everywhere; and especially in my heart!!!
May God bless you and yours also . . .


**HUGS**





:inlove:

 

[DonnasLaw]

That was beautiful Donna.
I still have my mother, although I truly believe that she is showing the first signs of Alzheimers, but she will not go to the doctor. I am like her in that way. LOL

God Bless all Mothers. They surely must have the most difficult job in the world and they don't get enough credit.

Thank you Linda. It's a shame your mother doesn't want to go the doctor's. They have made some strides in slowing down the progress of Alzheimers. And I know there are current medications that could help. However, I know what you mean about your mother not wanting to go to the doctor . . . mine was the same way.

They definitely have a difficult job [especially since there's no really good manual for them to go by .]

May God bless you both and your family and loved ones.




:inlove:

 

[DonnasLaw]

I grew up in the fifties with a practical parent -- a mother, God love her, who

washed aluminum foil after she cooked in it, then reused it.
She was the original recycle queen, before they had a name for it...

A father who was happier getting old shoes fixed than buying new ones.

Their marriage was good, their dreams focused.
Their best friends lived barely a wave away. I can see them now, Dad in trousers, tee shirt and a hat and Mom in a house dress, lawn mower in one hand, dishtowel in the other.
It was the time for fixing things -- a curtain rod, the kitchen radio, screen door, the oven door, the hem in a dress. Things we keep.

It was a way of life, and sometimes it made me crazy.

All that re-fixing, reheating, renewing, I wanted just once to be wasteful.
Waste meant affluence.
Throwing things away meant you knew there'd always be more.

But then my mother died, and on that clear summer's night, in the warmth of the hospital room, I was struck with the pain of learning that sometimes there isn't any 'more.'

Sometimes, what we care about most gets all used up and goes away...never to return.
So...while we have it...it's best we love it.....and care for it....and fix it
when it's broken.....and heal it when it's sick.

This is true.....for marriage.....and old cars.....and children with bad report
cards.....and dogs with bad hips.....and aging parents.....and grandparents. We
keep them because they are worth it, because we are worth it.

Some other things we keep.

Like a best friend that moved away -- or -- a classmate we grew up with.

There are just some things that make life important,
like people we know who are special.....
and so, we keep them close!

​

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Thank you for posting this Linda. It's a a very special addition to this Thread. How I remember those times ~ so often after my daddy passed away, and we kept working our business ~ always fixing things, couldn't afford to throw them away.

So much truth to this . . . and many memories.

Thank you again, and God bless!!



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[DonnasLaw]

That was beautiful Donna thank you for sharing it with us, and i am terribly sorry for the pain you feel.

Thank you wickedmoon. I am glad I could share ~ and God Bless you for your empathy and kindness!

 

[DonnasLaw]

May God richly bless yew, and keep yew strong.
I know He werks thru yew, and I am thankful
GodBless

Thank you Grandpa for your kind words. They are very much appreciated, as are you. And may God Bless you and yours as well and always keep you in His care.




:inlove:

 

[DonnasLaw]

Very nice, Donna, and Take Care!

Thank you Kathy. That is such a sweet little kitten. May God Bless you and your loved ones. And take good care of yourself as well.




:inlove:

 

[DonnasLaw]

This is so beautiful....how well i can relate...however, i grew up with just the one parent...her life was a hard one..there was here and FOUR girls..that in it's self was not easy.

She was the greatest...was always doing without, to give all she could to us girls...have to say, we were her life...and she gave us all she had to give...more than once, after we were grown, she would say...HOW I WISH I HAD ALL MY LITTLE GIRLS BACK...but on the down side just after Thanksgiving 1994, mom had a major stroke..took away her speach...she lived with me for 11yrs...she became my life then...and i gave it to her with no regrets....it was hard, but i wouldn't have it anyother way...i admired her, for all she had done for me......sadly my mother passed away June 2005....my heart will never be the same...however i know she is happy and smiling, and talking up a storm...she is in the arms of GOD.

God Bless all of you that still have your parents..always let them know you love them.


I's sorry if this to long..but thanks for reading it...i don't think i will ever get over the loss....no greater pain then the loss of MOM.

Thanks for this thread...it helps to talk about it...HUGS

Thank you so much lady_blueyes. What an incredible thing you did for your mama. I'm sure she is looking down on you, "and" talking up a storm.

You are very welcome . . . and it DOES help to talk about it.

In fact, I hope anyone who wants to share, does so here ~ and knows they are not alone in whatever experience they may have gone through.

**HUGS** sweetie.




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