I love this picture of my mom as a little girl! I think it shows her spunk (similar to the kind of spunk shown by Jane, her namesake)
I just had to post something about my wonderful mom -- the most amazing woman I know! Not only is she endlessly loving, faithful, and selfless, she is also brilliant, tenacious, and determined. Once she puts her mind to something she does it and to an extraordinary degree. She is a woman of amazing vision and would go to any lengths to help any of her seven children. She is one of my dearest friends.My mom is extremely capable. She works miracles. In December, she directed a resoundingly successful production of Scrooge -- as in the musical! -- using the autistic kids she works with (many of whom have difficulty speaking) as the actors -- something people at the school and the parents of the children themselves never believed could happen. This month she put everything on hold to come visit for 10 days to help us fix up our house (she's something of an organizational genious). Armed with books with titles like "Use What You Have Decorating" and paint samples, she helped me transform our house into something that feels more like home. She should seriously work for a show like Design on a Dime! It has given me such a lift and was such a fun project for us to work on together (even though we were working non-stop)!
I'm grateful to have such a mother and cheerleader! Below is a poem I wrote for her last Christmas.
SHE
In answer to a child's prayer
She enters, sits, to comfort there
And sings a lullaby to soothe.
The fears of darkness soon remove
Into a forgotten place.
A teenage girl with hurting heart
Feeling shunned, alone, apart
Shares her pain in running tears.
She listens with a loving ear
And a safe embrace.
In hopes to help a girl achieve
A dream in which she scarce believes,
She works late into the night
To paint the girl's name in flashing lights
To help her win the race.
Once a smiling beauty queen,
She's sacrificed all it seems
To a world who doesn't know
How much it takes to grow
A home that is a sacred space.
Her pure faith and wisdom guide
Each son and daughter sorely tried.
She comforts, counsels, prays, and yearns
And slowly each one grows and learns
From her loving grace.
4 comments:
What a beautiful poem! You have a gift. And your mother seems wonderful!
Wow Amy! You are so talented. That was a lovely and very touching poem! Your tribute to your mom is so thoughtful and makes me really miss my mom (who lives in Dallas by the way). PS-We are coming to Dallas (well actually Arlington), don't know if you will be up that way by chance (it sounded like you have a sister-in-law up there...) It would be fun to get together (but no pressure) :)
I'm thinking you are alot like your mom! It was so fun to meet her. She's a doll. That poem is beautiful. I'm guess....not crying...I know...what can is say.
Oh that poem is so special. It put a lump in my throat. Thank you so much for sharing it. You are so talented, Amy! And we agree - your mom is one special lady.
xoxo
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