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Happy Mother's Day

My Son! My Angel! My Inspiration

God Blessed me with 2 beautiful children and I am  so thankful for both ! They are as different as night and day but the love I have for them is equal and grows each and every day.  It is the difference in them that make them unique and special in their own way. I never remember them fighting and fussing  like some siblings do. Both were so protective of the other. Not saying they did not have their disagreements but nothing so great that ever tore the love they had for each other apart. I love you both so very much! Mother



While the Good Lord was creating mothers, He was well into his sixth day of overtime. Then an angel appeared and said. "You're doing a lot of fiddling around on this one!"   

And the Lord said, "Have you read the specifications of this order?  She has to be completely washable, but not plastic...Have 180 movable parts, all replaceable..Run on black coffee and leftovers...have a lap that disappears when she stands up... and a kiss that can cure anything from a broken leg to a disappointed love affair.  Plus she has to have six pairs of hands!"   

The angel shook her head slowly and said, "Six pairs of hands!!??  Not possible!"   

"Oh, it's not the hands that are causing Me the problem," said the Lord. "It's the three pairs of eyes that mothers have to have."

 "That's on the standard model?", asked the angel.   

The Lord nodded.  "One pair that sees through closed doors when she asks, 'What are you kids doing in there?' when she already knows...Another pair on the back of her head that sees what she shouldn't, but what she has to know...And of course, the ones here in the front that can look at a child and reflect, 'I understand, and I love you' without so much as saying a word."   "Lord," said the angel touching His sleeve gently, "Get some rest.  Finish this tomorrow."   

"I can't," answered the Lord.  "I'm so close to creating something so close to Myself. Already I have one that heals herself when she's sick...can feed a family of six on one pound of hamburger...and can get a nine-year-old to stand under a shower."   

The angel circled the model of the mother very slowly and sighed, "But it's too soft!"   

"And yet she's tough!" said the Lord excitedly. "You cannot imagine what the mother can handle or do!"  

"Can it think?" asked the angel.   

"Not only think, but it can reason and compromise!" answered the Creator.   

Finally the angel bent over and ran her fingers across the mother's cheek. "There's a leak!" she pronounced.  "I told You, You were trying to put too much in this model! You can't ignore the stress factor."  

The Lord moved in closer for a look and gently lifted the drop of moisture to His finger where it glistened and sparkled in the light. "It's not a leak," He said.  :;"It's a tear."   

"A tear?" asked the angel.  "What's it for?"   

"It's for Joy, Sadness, Disappointment, Compassion, Pain, Loneliness, and Pride."   

And the angel exclaimed, "You're a genius!"   

The Lord looked somber and replied, "I didn't put it there."



Close your eyes and wish for the one thing
You cannot do without, and when you do,
Near your heart you'll find it, always there,
Treasure that is dear but not so rare,
Held in the mesh that all your dreams flow through.
In truth, no gift more happiness can bring,
And so this day I give my love to you.




A mother’s love is something
That no-one can explain
It is made of deep devotion
And sacrifice and pain
It is endless and unselfish
And enduring come what may
For nothing can destroy it
Or take that love away
It is patient and forgiving
When all others are forsaking
And it never fails or falters
Even though the heart is breaking
It believes beyond believing
When the world around condemns
And it glows with all the beauty
Of the rarest brightest gems
It is far beyond defining
It defies all explanation
And it still remains a secret
Like the mysteries of creation
A many splendoured miracle
Man cannot understand
And another wondrous evidence
Of God’s tender guiding hand
(Helen Steiner Rice)


Maybe love put sunshine in your heart,
Using light to leaven your long day.
Maybe it was hard, but from the start,
'Twixt blight and bloom the sunshine had its way.
Sing, then, of mother's love, and your delight
Descended down to me, that I might be
Alive with sunshine, bountiful and bright,
Yet yearning still for what you gave to me.


Grandmothers are mothers who are grand,
Restoring the sense that our most precious things
Are those that do not change much over time.
No love of childhood is more sublime,
Demanding little, giving on demand,
More inclined than most to grant the wings
On which we fly off to enchanted lands.
Though grandmothers must serve as second mothers,
Helping out with young and restless hearts,
Each has all the patience wisdom brings,
Remembering our passions more than others,
Soothing us with old and well-honed arts.


Happy Mother's Day to my dear daughter:
A mother, too, and yet my baby still!
Praised be the love that lasts, and always will,
Perched like a star above the windswept weather!
Years pass like clouds beneath the things that matter.
Mothers grasp the grace within the fill,
Older than the stars themselves, that spill
Towards eyes whose tears supply the maelstrom's waters.
How lucky we, to share it in our bones!
Each a mother, holding what will prove
Redemption's gift, too dear to be redeemed
'Ere time renew the miracle again.
So may you, some Mother's Day, your own
Daughter, now a mother, send such love,
Alive to more emotion than you dreamed,
Yet far beyond the realm of joy and pain.


I choose this song for this page because Tiffany, Dustin and I would sing it all the time when it would come on the radio. It breaks my heart to hear it now but the memories it brings are happy ones.
"I Will Always Love You"
If I
Should stay
I would only be in your way
So I'll go
But I know
I'll think of you every step of
the way
And I...
Will always
Love you, oohh
Will always
Love you
My darling you
That is all I'm taking with me
So good-bye
Please don't cry
We both know I'm not what you
You need

And I...
Will always love you
Will always love you
You, ooh
[Instrumental / Sax solo]
I hope
life treats you kind
And I hope
you have all you've dreamed of
And I wish you joy
and happiness
But above all this
I wish you love
And I...
Will always love you
Will always love you
I, I will always love
Darling I love you
I'll always
I'll always


Dustin Marshall Rawls
September 2, 1982 - September 27, 2007
Dustin Lives on Through All The Many People
 that had the honor to know him!
I love you my Son!
God Blessed Me So giving you as MY SON!
"When someone you love becomes a memory,
that memory becomes a treasure!"



2 Thessalonians 2:16-17 

May our Lord Jesus Christ himself and God our Father, who loved us and by his grace gave us eternal encouragement and good hope, encourage your hearts and strengthen you in every good deed and word.