Dear Mom ..,.,,...
We were not of a wealthy family, but I have come to count the riches you gave me. My shoes were worn long before new ones could be bought, but it didn’t matter because you always found time to walk with me. Dinners were not made of gourmet food, but the conversations were rich as they centered around our day and the taking of time to share.
Abundance and luxuries were to be had — not in material things, but in love and concern. Your interest in all I did only gave me confidence to try more. Your confidence in what I could do, took me places that may never have been mine — but you believed in me. Your belief made me strong. It made me reach for stars, and I touched them. But better yet, I grasped them and made them mine.
Because of your love, I have realities where others have dreams. I am a reflection of what you gave. I hope what you see pleases you. You are the most wonderful mom.
With my respect and love always, your little son……
Beautiful words.....
ReplyDelete