It's so good to have wonderful memories. Six years ago today was my mother's last day on earth. I can still remember my great feeling of relief to know I had no regrets. Several years ago when my father passed, my only regret was having lived too far away to be there for that last moment.
I've been thinking about the honor that is due God fearing parents. I can remember being so busy raising my family that I had to make a special effort to call my parents or sit down and write a letter. But I did it. They were worthy of honor.
I'm remembering today the dresses my mama sewed for me. She had a love for beauty that was displayed in our lovingly sewn wardrobes and pretty bedrooms. I don't think I replied with enough pride , now that I recall: " My mama made it!". I'm recalling my beautiful satin 8th grade graduation dress that I felt so pretty in. I stored it for 4 years; mama brought it out my senior year to refashion into a formal for a Senior function. How did she do that??? She was a miracle worker!
And I'm thinking about how hard my daddy worked to support us. We looked so forward to him opening his battered suitcase after maybe a three week trip from home. We knew he'd have a little surprise tucked in there! How I loved it that daddy always thought that ice cream was the cure for any ailment. Looking back, I think he was just wanting us to feel special on those sick days!!
But it was the " I love you''s "and the surprise hugs and the confirmations after the discipline that made me who I am. Coming from a couple of Missouri hill people, they sure learned somewhere how to do it right. Not perfect; but right!
It wasn't hard to honor them. They deserved it . It was a privilege to come home and it was an honor to be a part of their last year's, even moments. Thank God I was their daughter!
Just sent a little note to my siblings that said " I am so glad we're still connected. "That was our parents wish...that we reflect the love they passed down. I am so glad that my siblings and I still love each other and get along!
I am disturbed when I see the honor being given to Hollywood and to Sports figures! It's not in me to do it! I have people in my life who are far more worthy of honor. The Word says to give it to whom it is due. Yes, you can give honor to people of status, position, or wealth, but my honor goes to the ones who I know have had character.
In previous days, we did well to afford a once a week call home to check in and say "I love you". My mama and I wrote once a week letters to keep up on the news. I wish I had a cell connection to hear their voice today. I would do it often!
Thank you Lord for no regrets. And thank you for the memories that keep reminding me of how blessed I was and I am!!
