I have been a mother for 2 years now. I have celebrated Mother's Day twice so far. However, until this year, I have yet to celebrate it with a living child here on Earth. It has always been overshadowed with this heavy cloud of grief. I would stand up in church for the blessing of the mothers, and I am sure people would wonder where my child was. I would see families taking their moms out for lunch and I would try to avoid eye contact with the "new moms", because that should have been me.
This year was different. As I sat in church with Foster by my side, and Ava in my arms, I was smiling ear to ear. Ava was being her oh-so-cute self and distracting everyone around us with smiles and those big blue eyes, and I just held her and hugged her the entire time. I am so proud to have her as my daughter.
Someone was missing though.....
No matter how many Mother's Days go by, I will always remember and grieve the daughter that made me a mother for the first time....the daughter that taught me the meaning of a mother's love....my Rosalynn. She should have been there with us. I miss her EVERY day. There is not a day that goes by that I don't think of her, but days like Mother's Day make it that much harder.
I thank God for giving me the opportunity to practice what Rosalynn taught me. To show Avaleen every day how much she is loved and wanted. I am so blessed.
On Mother's Day, I became another kind of mother......I became a God Mother!!!
|My Godson!! :-)|
It was an amazing Mother's Day!! How many people can say they became a "Mother" on Mother's Day? I can!! A God-Mother:-)