This is my Mother’s day letter I read to my mom yesterday on Mother’s day. I cried as I wrote and tried to read this. She means a lot to me. She even cried too. And she doesn’t do that much.
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Dear Mother,
Happy Mother’s Day. And here is your Mother’s Day letter for this year. It is hard to put down in words how much you mean to me and how much I love you but I will try.

It is hard believe that this is your 23rd year of being a Mother. 23 years of work for your children and family is definitely a big accomplishment.

I am thankful for your service and love to your family. I thought for the theme of this letter here I would recall some memories that stand out in my mind of us being together. I think I will try to think up a variety of them some being funny memories, some serious, some very memorable and some not so memorable.

One neat memory that stands out in my mind lately is when you and me went to the little town near Brandon, Ohio. We went to that lady’s house and picked sweet Annie. Thinking back I realize what a beautiful evening it was the sun was setting over the garden as we walked through picking those sweet herbs. Getting into the car we would sneeze all the way home. It was fun to spend time together.

I remember you taking me to the mall and tirelessly looking for a dress not giving up easily. You encouraged me to buy the white dress and telling me “I think you’ll win, so buy it” You encourage me.

I remember watching you give unselfishly every last dollar you had in your purse to a poor lady and her baby. You gave all you had to the poor.

I recall the many stamp and basket shows we went to together. You talked with me.

I think of your diligence and loyalty to God’s work here at the inn daily working Character Lunches. You’re a hard effective and diligent in working.

I remember my bunny’s you tried to save and ended up killing J You have a heart for even helpless animals like Grandma.

Taking walks in the cool of the Northwoods. Talking about everything and getting eaten alive by pesky mosquitoes. More neat times we spent together.

I have a good memory of us at Christmas. You drove me into town late one evening and we just looked at all the lights on the different houses. I remember feeling so happy and peaceful in a time when I didn’t have many happy peaceful moments.

I remember being in the delivery room hearing your desperate cries of pain. I remember Kyle hearing them too and saying to grandma “Can we go upstairs I just can’t hear her cry anymore” So we did. Thank you for giving even when it was very painful for you. Thanks for choosing life over and over again.

I remember all those wonderful meals you made at every holiday without fail always making something very specia land very, very good to eat. Making everyone feel very happy and content.

I remember you making all of us dresses so that we would look special on Easter Sunday. Although if you were a really good mother you would never have let me wear that hat and gloves.J I thank you for all the time you went to in order for us to look special.

I think of the many times you planted, watered and enjoyed the flowers in your garden. Loving the outdoors and enjoying God’s creation in simple ways.

Thanks for taking us to the beach. I plan on doing this again this year J I like to do fun things with you.

I have memories of the kid in you riding down Pine Street with your new shiny red schwin bike. You were like a six year old on Christmas. You had the biggest smile on your face ringing that silver bell on the handlebars. Thanks for having a love for life that never dies.

Thank you mom for being the kind of woman you has washed many of dirty faces and changed many dirty diapers. Thanks for really dying to yourself and your needs and seeing to the needs of the little ones in your life that needed you more than anything.

Thanks for giving when no one else saw you give. Thanks for sharing when all mother’s took for themselves. Thanks for being a mom who thought of others needs above your own.

Thanks for choosing the lowly jobs when others were reaching for something they thought was higher. Thanks for seeing that being a Mother really did matter.

I love you thanks for all the memories we made and all the good ones we still have to look forward to for a long timeJ

Your daughter,
Holly

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