Motherhood

My 3 Men

Age has no bearing on being a mom.  I could have grandkids and grand-grandkids, but my sons are still the uppermost in my heart and mind and total being.

I've been lonesome to them for months now, and I'm finding myself trying not to burden them with my wanting to hear their voices and see their faces.  As small as our world is becoming, to me it only grows to be further away. 

Last night I've had all I could take, so I wrote them a note.  They both answered right away.  One is travelling lecturing and the other is busy with his business; both in close contact with wives and daughters and life is good.  Praise God.

And my heart quieted down… for now.

281st Day of Praise -

I thank you God for good sons.  I am very proud of their achievements at being good fathers, devoted husbands, and successful men.  I thank you God for blessing each one of them, for covering them with your favor and for allowing me to feel their love.

Recalling days long gone,

Orith