Happy Birthday, Maggie!!!
Posted on 05/06/2005 12:01:55 AM PDT by Mama_Bear
lost muh "k" in thankkkkkful!!
Oh oh. And I didn't even see that. I was too happy seeing Logan's name!
http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-news/1398811/posts
There's some BEAUTIFUL tributes to Moms on the Canteen today. Invitin' ya all over for a bit...
God is working overtime to bring His Children together, and some of Free Republic's ongoing threads are good examples of how He is using the Internet to do so in a heartwarming way.
Isn't it a great time to be alive, and involved in His efforts?!
Yes! That is IS!
Don't imagine Nan will be back tonight, preparing for her sermon in the morning.
Happy Birthday, Maggie!!!
Thank you, Dave, for both the birthday wishes.
(will confer with my computer guru in the morning about the size of the attachment - 'kay?)
You have a computer guru, do you?
I have a question....I'll FRmail you, in a sec.
For those who are lucky to still be blessed with your Mom, this is beautiful. For those who aren't, this is even more beautiful.
The young mother set her foot on the path of life "Is this the long way?" she asked.
And the guide said "Yes, and the way is hard, and you will be old before you reach the end of it. But the end will be better than the beginning."
But the young mother was happy, and she would not believe that anything could be better than these years. So she played with her children, she fed them and bathed them, taught them how to tie their shoes and ride a bike, and reminded them to feed the dog and do their homework and brush their teeth. The sun shone on them and the young Mother cried, "Nothing will ever be lovelier than this."
Then the nights came, and the storms and the path was sometimes dark, and the children shook with fear and cold, and the mother drew them close and covered th! em with her arms and the children said, "Mother, we are not afraid, for you are near, and no harm can come."
And the morning came, and there was a hill ahead, and the children climbed and grew weary, and the mother was weary. But at all times she said to the children, a little patience and we are there."
So the children climbed and as they climbed they learned to weather the storms. And with this, she gave them strength to face the world. Year after year she showed them compassion, understanding, hope, but most of all......unconditional love.
And when they reached the top they said, "Mother, we would not have done it without you."
The days went on, and the weeks and the months and the years, and the mother grew old and she became little and bent. But her children were tall and strong, and walked with courage. And the mother, when she lay down at night, looked up at the stars and said, "This is a better day than t! he last, for my children have learned so much and are now passing thes e traits on to their children."
And when the way became rough for her, they lifted her, and gave her their strength, just as she had given them hers. One day they came to a hill, and beyond the hill they could see a shining road and golden gates flung wide.
And Mother said: "I have reached the end of my journey. And now I know the end is better than the beginning, for my children can walk with dignity and pride, with their heads held high, and so can their children after them."
And the children said, "You will always walk with us, Mother, even when you have gone through the gates."
And they stood and watched her as she went on alone, and the gates closed after her.
And they said: "We cannot see her, but she is with us still. A Mother is more than a memory. She is a living presence. Your Mother is always with you. She's the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street, she's the smell of certain ! foods you remember, flowers you pick and perfume that she wore, she's the cool hand on your brow when you're not feeling well, she's your breath in the air on a cold winters day. She is the sound of the rain that lulls you to sleep, the colors of a rainbow, she is your birthday morning. Your Mother lives inside your laughter. And she's crystallized in every tear drop. A mother shows every emotion........ happiness, sadness, fear, jealousy, love, hate, anger, helplessness, excitement, joy, sorrow.... and all the while hoping and praying you will only know the good feelings in life. She's the place you came from, your first home, and she's the map you follow with every step you take. She's your first love, your first friend, even your first enemy, but nothing on earth can separate you. Not time, not space.......not even death!
-Unknown-
Oh. OK.
Well.......I'll search out other avenues. But I thank you!
Good night, everyone.
Thank you for making it so wonderful a day!
I hope it was one of your best birthdays yet! (((hugs))) Good night, sweet friend. Dream your sweet dreams!
Happy Mother's Day to you. Good night, Maggie.
Did you see the pledge graphic at the beginning of this thread? That's my house with the fence and dogwoods. Just call it the WV Bed and Bre.......coffee for wayward Freepers.
Hey, you found our referee! Good on ye Dave.
Good evening, Darks. Sorry, I just now saw your post. Better late than never, huh? LOL
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