In this post today I want to stray away from book publishing for a day, and honor all Mothers out there..Â Without these women, our mothers, we wouldnâ€™t be here.Â So, thank you Moms for having us.Â I feel that Mothers Day is a perfect day to rewrite a prayer written by an unknown author to Ann Landers years ago, which continues to carry the same message today.
Dear God: Now that I am no longer young.Â I have friends whose mothers who have passed away.Â I have heard these sons and daughters say they never fully appreciated their mothers until it was too late to tell them.
I am blessed with a dear mother who is still alive. I appreciate her more each day.Â My mother does not change, but I do.Â As I grow older and wiser, I realize what an extraordinary person she is.. How sad that I am unable to speak these words in her presence, but they flow easily from my pen.
How does a daughter begin to thank her mother for life itself? For the love, patience and just plain hard work that go into raising a child? For running after a toddler, for understanding a moody teenager, for tolerating a college student who knows everything? For waiting for the day when a daughter realizes how wise her mother really is?
How does a grown woman thank a mother for continuing to mother? For being ready with advice (when asked) or remaining silent when it is most appreciated?Â For not saying â€œI told you so,â€ when she could have uttered those words dozens of times?Â For being essentially herself â€“loving, thoughtful, patient and forgiving?
I donâ€™t know how, dear God, except to ask you to bless her as richly as she deserves â€“and to help me live up to the example she has set.Â I pray that I will look as good in the eyes of my children as my mother looks in mine. â€“ A Daughter (unknown author).
I think this prayer says it all.Â God bless all our Mothers on this beautiful Sunday that honorsÂ Mothers everywhere.