I always get a bit sentimental when Mother’s Day rolls around, don’t you? My sweet mom was my inspiration when it comes to baking. She was an expert in baking breads, cookies, and pies. No one, absolutely no one can make a lemon meringue pie like she could! Mmm! My mouth waters just thinking about it!
Do you have special memories of your mom? I have several, but the one that has come frequently to my mind lately is probably my favorite. It occurred probably not more than 2 weeks before my mom passed away. She had suffered a stroke about 6 months before, and after completing therapies in a nursing home, we brought her back home for what became her last 8 weeks on earth. She was so happy to be back in her own room!
As those 8 weeks progressed, mom’s ability to communicate diminished. It wasn’t long before she could no longer speak, eat, or drink. One day, as I had finished helping her to eat a little and was getting things put away, she whispered something to me. I bent over her hospital bed and asked her to repeat it. She gave me a warm smile, lifted her hand to my cheek and gently, so very gently, caressed my face. “What are you doing, Mom?” I asked. “Loving you,” was her sweet reply. I don’t think that I will ever forget that moment. She was too frail to give a hug or even squeeze my hand, but desired to let me know how much she loved me.
Mom truly exemplified the wise woman in Proverbs 31. I only hope that someday, I will be as wise as she was.