Two Posts....

I just finished reading two blog posts, one each by two of my oldest friends (and I mean that by time known ladies).  Both posts dealt with letting sons go out on their own.  The first was about a son who was being sent off with joy and faith to serve a mission for the Lord.  The other expressed the fears of a mother who had to exercise tough love in dealing with a son who has chosen a different path.

My heart goes out to both of my friends.  The first because I have stood in her shoes and know how hard that separation will be, but I also know the joy that will come at the end when he returns home.  For my other dear sweet friend, my heart breaks, not because I have stood where she now stands, but because the thought of needing to make such a choice terrifies me.

Being a mother is never easy if it is done right.  I love this quote by Hamilton Wright Mabie: The mother loves her child most divinely, not when she surrounds him with comfort and anticipates his wants, but when she resolutely holds him to the highest standards and is content with nothing less than his best.  


My prayers are with my friends today.  I know that they have both been good mothers and love their children most divinely.  But in the end, our children leave our protection and make their own choices.  Yet we will always be their mother.

So this Mother's Day, I want to say thank you to my own mother, Janet Dickamore, to my Grandma Cook, and to my Aunt Florence and my Aunt Diana.  Thank you all for what you gave me as a child that helped me be the woman and mother I am today.  Each day I feel your influence in my life and for that I am eternally grateful.

With my mother, Janet Dickamore when I was six months old