Well, today is Mother’s Day and I’m posting a bit late as I spent most of the day at my Mom’s house. I can’t believe it barely hit 50°, and I know there was sleet mixed in with the rain at times. It was bone chilling cold too. So, in honor of the bone chilling day, I took a bottle of Bone Dancer for dinner — a dessert wine from the Bagg Dare Winery in New York. We had it with my Mom’s peach and banana cream pies. Excellent. And just the ticket to warm us up a bit!
Today we told a few stories about Dad. They came up in conversation, because Tommy ate half of a slimy turkey sandwich that Mom packed in his lunch last week. The meat went bad and Mom didn’t realize it. It reminded us of Dad, because he often ate things that were bad. While he was going to Geneva College in Beaver Falls, PA, he worked for Reda’s, a small corner market-type store. It was a hot summer night and Dad just got off work and and his buddy, Tim met up with him, and they each ate a Bit O’ Honey bar outside on the steps. It was nighttime and dark outside. They inhaled their candy bars and a few minutes later, the owner came out to tell the candy bars were wormy. I guess they got their protein for the day! Another time he went home to his Mother’s house after going to college classes and then working all night — and opened the refrigerator to find a plate of spam — which he spread all over some bread and ate. Delicious! The next day, my Grandma Miller wanted to know what happened to her dog food on the plate. My Grandma Knowlson bought a birthday cake at the A&P Grocery store in Chippewa, PA when I was a kid — I was probably only six or seven — for my Aunt Mary’s birthday. She cut the cake and sent a piece into the living room for my Dad and my Grandpap. Meanwhile, all the women and kids were at the kitchen table. We all got our piece of cake and it was so old — it crumbled and the icing was hard as rock (at least it wasn’t full of bugs). Meanwhile, Dad and Grandpap ate every last bite in the living room — thinking Grandma had made it. Dad used to laugh and laugh at those memories. There’s nothing like spending Mother’s Day with Mom, remembering Dad — because he was with us in spirit.
Last night, I was sitting in church and Fr. George said that our Mothers are the ones who teach us how to forgive and get along — this can then spread to our community and make society better. As I was sitting there, my mind wandered to those two guys at my office building who continue to park in my Reserved Parking space — they definitely didn’t learn that. And I realized, that unfortunately not everyone grew up in a family with faith and love. I don’t think it matters how much money you have or where you grew up, if you had faith and love in your home, there was a great Mom behind it.
Of course every Mom is special to their children and each one of them has stories of unconditional love. My Mom, not only raised me in faith and love, but she showed me how those two things could give me strength and help me find my way through the challenges of the past 12 years. It was her prayers and her candles that she sent on my behalf — over and over again — never ceasing — is there any gift greater than that? To send prayers on behalf of someone you love? She never gave up on my Dad when he was sick either. She gave of herself to be sure he had everything he needed — all the time — every day — never ceasing. She is the greatest example of faith and love, and she has passed that along to all of us kids by her example — just what Fr. George was saying. She is the blessing to all of us.
I appreciate my Mom everyday, not just today. But I’m glad there’s a Mother’s Day, because it gives us all a reason to set the day aside and spent it together. I love you, Mom today and every single day. Happy Mother’s Day!
Always B E L I E V E !
A Special Prayer for Mom
Loving God, A mother gives life and nourishment to her children. Bless these women, that they may be strengthened as Christian mothers. Let the example of their faith and love shine forth. Grant that we, their sons and daughters, may honor them always with a spirit of profound respect. Bless all spiritual mothers, those who, though they may have no children of their own, nevertheless selflessly care for the children of others. Grand this through Christ our Lord. Amen.