Mary

I'm sitting here thinking about when I was in first grade; it was the Friday before Mother's Day and my teacher made us come up with something to make for mom. I sat there in panic mode as my artistic prowess stopped short a block just before ridiculous. But I knew that whatever I came up with had to be no less than fabulous. Then it hit me, what better way to show my love for my most favorite female, than to give her something that came directly from my soul. So I wrote her a song...complete with piano accompaniment. I know, I know, who did I think I was, Mozart? Well in my little world, yes. Seeing as how I was creating songs long before I could even read, I figured it would be easy to knock out a chart topper and make my mamma's day. And I did. The song was called Sun Kiss'd, named after my most favorite oranges, and singing/playing it for her was the brightest day of my six year old life. After I was done with my performance, mamma swooped me up in her arms and thanked me. I then asked her a very poignant question; "mamma, did you know that I could play?" "Yes", she said "I knew long before I heard you, because I asked God to bless your hands the day that you were born."

There's just something about my mother's love that comforts me, even to this day. She's gone from this earth, but her love is still alive and well within me and her prayers over me still hold me safe. My mamma gave so much of herself for her children, as most mothers do, and she never asked for anything in return. I find myself living in her image, trying my best to instill in my own children the wisdom and knowledge that she so graciously gave to me. So when my children were born, I prayed that my oldest would look at whatever thing he wanted to conquer and say "I can"....he taught himself to play both the drums and the accustic guitar. 10 years later my youngest was born and I prayed that he would embrace whatever gift God bestowed on him because I saw that light in his eyes, and knew instantly that he is gonna be special....he sings like and angel, and will no doubt go on to be an amazing artist one day. So I, like my mamma, knew long before I heard them, that my kids would be here with a purpose, because I prayed so.

Take time out to love on mom, this weekend... Hell you should be doing it everyday but life is life. And just know that to each of you who still have your moms here, I truly envy you.

Happy Mother's day to all of the moms out there....and to my mamma, You are the brightest star in the sky lighting my way through life, and I love you for that always.