Mothers Day

I hope those of you that are mothers had a good day and I hope those that still have your mothers around, called them to tell them how much you love them. Since I lost my mom several years ago, Mothers Day is a time for me to reflect back on my life and the way it is because of how I was raised. I learned a lot of lessons from each of my parents, I had four, but I think the loss of my mom was especially hard. I can remember a few years after she died, I was up in a tree removing some branches that broke off in an ice storm. I was way too old to be up in a tree, but I didn't realize that until I was all ready up there and was trying to plot my way down. As I sat there, laughing at myself, I actually thought, "I need to call mom and tell her about this." That was at least two years after she died, so I know the reality of it still hadn't set in. I'm not sure it ever will. Finding out the day after her funeral that I would be loosing my dad as well, well that just sucked. Mom was always there for advice, and was a big part in my sense of humor. Now days, I don't have my mom to talk to or ask for advice, but I get to watch another great mother up close and personal. Marcy takes care of our boys like no other and is leading them down a path of life that I can only watch in awe. Her faith, that she shares with everyone she meets, is teaching our boys how to live their lives and how they should treat other people. She is the most loving and caring person I have ever met, and I'm proud to call her my wife.

I Love You Marcy!