As a young mother, always learning (when I am awake enough to), I cherish the advice and stories from experience told to me by older or more experienced mothers. The lessons are endless, the epiphanies often and the support cherished. Most of what I take in is from my own mother, who as you probably know had seven (yes, seven) children. In my eyes she achieved a standard of motherhood I can only pray to reach one day. To this day, with all her babies grown up with families of their own, she continues to mother. Whether it be my daily messages or phonecalls asking a rather wide variety of questions, or the check-in messages I get from her when she knows I'm probably having a tough time. Gifts that she doesn't need to give but wants to give without ever, not once, wanting something in return. Space, also, when I'm angry with myself or the world that I just need to process on my own. Aside from being my mother, she is also my best friend. She knows me and above all, cares about me. So much more than she cares for herself. I never understood how she could be so selfless until I became a mother. I never understood her sacrifices until I had to make some too. I never understood just how much she loved me until I loved babies of my own. I know that over the years I will feel that more and more, and she will just love more and more. Words cannot adequately describe the appreciation and love I have for my mother. I just hope that one day, my own girls will understand too just how much I love them.
So, aside from a glowing review on the best woman in my life that I will make her print (not sure how yet), I also wanted to say how tables can turn.
We young learn from the old. But, in turn, the old remember from the young. The relationship that exists is not purely for the benefit of the youngest, but for the benefit of all. I love how talking about what I'm going through, reminds my mum of all those times in her life. Reminds her of the happy long-ago moments when she was going through a stage of life I'm in now. The best example I can give is children in nursing homes, playing and interacting with the elderly. It makes everyone so happy. The elder, because they feel younger for remembering being young. And the younger for learning from the elder. Life works not just for the benefit of the next generation, but in the benefit for all (if society will do it right). Learning the love we receive from the elder, makes us love them more also and want to repay that love at a time when it is needed.
As babies our needs take everything from the one nurturing us, how is it not equal but to give back when they then need it too.
I pray that all generations learn the love they have received and respect those who gave it. I hope that every person out there needing a reminder of younger days, of happy memories, will have someone there to show them. I hope that everyone who nurtured, gets nurtured in turn. Because at some stage of our lives, be it from a parent, grandparent, teacher or friend, we have all been taught and we have all been loved.
If you can't think of anyone who was there then or is there now, just remember our greatest teacher and nurturer, our greatest giver of love, is God. Whoever needs love, will always have love. Whoever needs a friend, will always have a friend. Whoever needs a parent, will always have a parent.
But today I just wanted to use my manners and say please and thankyou.
Please, help others.
Thankyou, for helping others.
What a wonderful, wise daughter you are!! I love this letter!! Precious and true thoughts!!!
Dear Blossom. Thank you for such a beautiful letter. Very wise words and so true. I never appreciated all my mother (and father) had done for me until I held my first born. From then on I knew the love she had given so freely and everything else she ever did for me. Jenny is so lucky to have a gorgeous daughter like yourself who loves and appreciates her dearly. I am sure my daughters love me in their own way but only have one with children and the penny doesn't seem to have dropped with her but maybe I am wrong. When I read your words it reminded me of myself at age 21 holding my first child. I have 4 children and 3 grandchildren and all are a blessing to me. Also a new baby is on the way for my youngest son (his first child) so I am truly blessed. Thank you again Blossom for your beautiful letter. Your 2 daughters are so gorgeous. Little Cully May reminds me of my first born - she always had such a beautiful smile and was and still is a beautiful soul despite all that life has thrown at her in recent years. Thank you again. God Bless you and your family.
Wonderful love letter. I so miss those in my life, both family and family friends, who I could turn to when I was younger. As I age, I appreciate them more and more. All generations are special.
Just beautiful. I miss my own Mother so very much. I strive to have her live on through my writing, and hope that somewhere in the Universe, she knows I live her example every day. Mothers are so very important in our lives. A sweet acknowledgement of that fact. Thankyou. Mimi xxx
Dear Blossom! I know where your heart comes from --- definitely your Mum and, I would have to guess because you and your Mum have such loving hearts, from your Papa. Such a sweet reminder of how important we all are -- young, old, parent, grandparent, aunt, uncle... I was fortunate that I worked at my Mother's nursing home when my son was born. He spent the first three years of his life with 48 grandparents who cherished him. They played ball with him on the floor; toddled behind him when he started walking; and, snuggled him during morning or afternoon nap (cuddling him was a reward for an unsoiled bed -- so many residents became continent so they could snuggle the baby). He learned to dance from Mr. Levecott and to sing from Mr. Dando. I wish all senior care centers had child care centers within their walls because of the wealth of love each can give the other.... Blessings to you all!
Beautiful Blossom.. You and your Mother have taught each other well and with love!
Well said Blossom! Both you and your mother have been a blessing to me daily! I pray God continues to bless you both as you blessed us!��
A beautiful tribute to your mother and a testament to your fine character. I hope you will continue to help each other in your own unique ways not only as mother and daughter, but as close friends as well. God bless the both of you.
Very thoughtful, Blossom. You are quite young to have learned so much already. I was never fortunate enough to have children. But through your mother's blog, I know how much her family means to her and how much she loves the time you and she have together. And now you are a mother and you can begin to pass along what you have learned to your lovely girls. And they in turn will continue to pass along what they learn to their children. Cherish your family, cherish your parents, and be proud of who you are.
Thank you for your beautiful letter. I hope you are doing well. Your little girls are absolutely gorgeous. Thank you for allowing your Mum to share them with us. I don;t have the gift of word s as so many others do. Just know you are prayed for often . And your mother loves you so very very much. And in turn we all love you and your family as well.
Beautiful post Blossom - thank you. xx
WOW, Blossom such a sensitive and wise letter. I miss my Mum terribly, she was my best friend, but every day I say or do things that remind me of her, and how she brought me up. Your two precious girls have such a wonderful Mother.
Thank you for sharing your thoughts. Beverly
What a blessing to have a daughter who loves you so much! What a blessing to have a mom who loves her daughter so much. Truly a gift from God for both of you. I am so blessed to read your blog each time you write. Now you have blessed me even further with this letter from Blossom. I am glad you and your sweetheart decided to wait and see on the house. It seems that peace is something far better than we imagine. I sense you have peace at this time and that is good for your soul. Many blessings on you both this day. Kristy- email@example.com
Dear Blossom, Your letter brought tears to my eyes. My mother died in 1995 when my children were 11 and 9. She was my best friend also. She had been my best friend my entire life. She had grown up in a family of 5 and never really been allowed to be a child. I had two older brothers so when I came along she was delighted to finally have a girl to play with. And she did. She played dolls with me and got in on my imaginary play. She would color one page while I colored the other page in my coloring books. She had me embroidering when I was 4 years old and had me sewing on her sewing machine the summer after 1st grade. She was always there. How she would have loved her great-grandchildren. Take the time to have fun with your beautiful girls. My mother taught me that children can be involved in helping around the house earlier than most people think and they love to help out. My grandson liked to peel carrots at Cully May's age and still does using a vegetable peeler. My rule is, If I am not needing them for a dish I am preparing he has to eat what he peels. When he was Cully May's age it would take him up to 45 minutes to peel one. He was happy while I was busy preparing dinner and he got a vegetable in him! I can tell by the pictures that your Mother posts that you have two very happy little girls. Each moment is precious. Each moment is God given.
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful. I miss both my parents very much. Their memory inspire me to be a better person with the grace of God working in my life today.
How sweet, and what wonderful thoughts. You are so right about the memories! One of my favorite books to use with my students every year was by an Australian author, Mem Fox. If you haven't discovered her for your children, please do. Wilfred Gordon McDonald Partridge is for older children than you have now, but it's a beautiful story about a young boy trying to find out what "memory" is so he can help an elderly friend find hers. It is exactly what you are talking about here - remembering together. Thank you for your wonderful words, and thanks to Jenny for sharing her blog with you, though if you had one, I'd follow it. =)
Very heartfelt message. Thanks for sharing your thoughts.
What a lovely post Blossom. Such a wise head on young shoulders, a caring one too. God bless.
Blossom, thank you for sharing your precious words. What a blessing you are to your mom. It's obvious why she is so very proud of you. A godly daughter is a rare and special gift.
Blossom takes after her mum - a flair for commenting and writing, a way with words that touch us. Look forward to no. 2.
What a lovely letter, dearest Blossom - I think I'll go call my mum. What a sweetheart you are.
Bear Blossom, thank you for your wonderful letter. What a lovely relationship you have with your mother. Jenny is an amazing role model, not just to you and her other children, but to many women, young and old, throughout the world through this blog. Thank you for taking the time to publicly acknowledge your mother and may you continue to grow like her in many aspects, especially her love for our amazing God and her nurturing heart. You are an amazing and beautiful young woman. God bless you and your gorgeous girls. BTW love Matty's response.
What touching words! Thank you and God Bless you.
Hugs, Sue from Cyprus ����
Hi Blossom,your lovely letter brought tears to my eyes,I wonder how my children see me!!As I had my Mum living with us most of our married lives.She had Alzheimer's middle 50s,and diwd 10years ago at 78,God Our Heavenly Father supported us but it was toughans I dont remember bringing our 2children up so well as I was also caring for Mum.My daughter Megan 23married last yearand I want to be there for her.Si your letter had given mw insight.Xx😃🌈♥
3!!children we have!!😃😃
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