A special Happy Mother’s Day to the three young women who have blessed us with grandchildren, Kim, our oldest son’s wife who he requested that we do not use their names and Liz. Kim’s two boys are Braxton and Bentley. Liz’s daughter is Madisyn. Our oldest son and wife (whom requested that we do not use their names) gave birth to theit fourth child Gracie Jane who joined Ella, Jacob and Caroline. We started with two sons and our family has grown to a dozen with Roy and I, the grandparents, our sons and their and spouses, and our grandchildren.
My own mom, Josie Mae Cochran Blum Traylor, is now with God and I miss her every day. Happy Mother’s Day Mama!
The graphic above was created by Ann Voskamp, whose writing you know I admire greatly. The full version of her beautiful Mother’s Day blog:
“To all The Giving Mothers: So God Made A Mother”
can be read at http://www.aholyexperience.com/2014/05/to-all-the-giving-mothers-so-god-made-a-mother/
One of our newest grand babies (not officially yet, but he is in our heart) Braxton is in the hospital in St. Tammany with Pneumonia and RSV. His mom Kim and our son Chip are with him and will be staying with him overnight so Kim’s Mother’s Day will be spent mostly in the hospital with her little one. Kim is an amazing mom to her twin boys and cares for our Madisyn in such a loving way. We’re very thankful to have her in our lives.
I love both of my sons and will miss them on Mother’s Day.
In case you don’t go to Ann’s site to read her blog I want to share a favorite part of it here.
God said I need somebody who can shape a soul and find shoes on Sunday mornings and get grass stains out of Levis.
And make dinner out of nothing and do it again 79, 678 times, and keep kids off the road and out of the toilet and in clean underwear and mainly alive though she’s mainly losing her mind and will put in an 80 hour week by Wednesday night and just do one more load of laundry.
And one more sink of crusted burnt pots.
And keep on going another eighty hours because raising generations matters and weaving families matters and tying heart strings matters and these people here in hidden places matter.
So God made a mother…
Happy Mother’s Day! Ya’ll come back now ya’ hear!