Happy Mother’s Day

My mother and me, 1963.

A Mother’s Love
There are times when only a mother’s love
Can understand our tears,
Can soothe our disappoints
And calm all of our fears.
There are times when only a mother’s love
Can share the joy we feel
When something we’ve dreamed about
Quite suddenly is real.
There are times when only a mother’s faith
Can help us on life’s way
And inspire in us the confidence
We need from day to day.
For a mother’s heart and a mother’s faith
And a mother’s steadfast love
Were fashioned by the angels
And sent from God above.
–Author Unknown

My daughter and me on our first Mother’s Day, 2007.
(Yes, I really was as tired as I looked.)

Happy Mother’s Day to all the moms and moms-to-be out there. It really is the hardest job you’ll ever love.

Copyright © Elizabeth O’Neal

Elizabeth is a genealogy and family history researcher, writer, and consultant. She adores good grammar and spelling, and believes the Oxford Comma is just misunderstood. Thrives on large quantities of coffee. One daughter, two rescued hounds, and a plethora of missing ancestors keep her on her toes.

4 Comments

  1. Ah, yes, I am very familiar with that “tired mom” look. Happy belated Mother’s Day!

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  2. Both the poem and the photographs are beautiful. I think all moms can relate to your “tired” look, but you still look wonderful.

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  3. Thank you, Dr. Bill! And to you, too!

    Lori and Greta – I hope you both had wonderful Mother’s Days. Motherhood is certainly an adventure, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world – not even the tiredness!

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