It is with love that I get to help my Mother grow old gracefully. I used to wonder what that meant as I was growing up but I also got to see my mother model the role with my grandmother. She always found time to help her or hold her up in her not so good times. All my life my best role model is the Mother that God gave to me. Her laughter is contagious, her smile lights up a room and she is the best listener I know. She offers her words of wisdom whether I ask for it or not but many times even when I am not asking for it, her words make me think before I jump in and make a mistake. Her compassion for everyone is amazing.
Her spirit, honesty, values and stories continue to amaze me. She does her best to continue to fight even though she realizes that her body is growing weak. To me that makes her fearless as she sees her mortality as not an end but a beginning. I know she longs to be with my father who has long gone before her but her job to help form us and the next generation was not complete. She takes that duty very seriously and her smile is always eager to visit as she witnesses the newest generations growing up before her.
God had true wisdom when he gave us mothers and gave women the strength to give back to their families tirelessly. As I helped her do basic things this weekend she kept thanking me and telling me that God knew she needed girls and was so blessed to have three that she is so proud of. She told me she didn’t feel she was aging gracefully but no longer had enough fight to care. To me she will always be gracious and graceful as she never stops sharing her heart and her love……even if it is only her words or a smile. Thanks Mom.