motherest

My Motherest,

I made fresh strawberry cupcakes yesterday.  I felt like celebrating.  And if you lived closer, you would have laughed at all the trouble I went through just to make them...and take pictures of them...because I had this need to share cupcakes with you and the only way I could was to post them here.  But you understand.

You always understand.  Thank you for being my mother.  The sound of your voice always comforts me.  You love and encourage me with every breath.  You have this amazing ability to empathize and show unending mercy and compassion.  You are love.  Thank you for being imperfect but for loving God with everything you are.  Thank you for teaching me how to pray, how to love, and how to be okay with my failures and praise God (and eat cupcakes) anyway.  

I love you so much and I'll always be your little girl.

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Dear Mother-in-Love,

What an unceasing inspiration you are to me!  

Thank you for giving of yourself, your time, and your many many talents so tirelessly.  You have such spiritual gifts that I would aspire to have--the gifts of hospitality and homemaking, of wisdom and discernment, the gift of always having something delicious simmering on the stove (whether it's yours or the ones you are always blessing).  Your whole life is spent caring for others.  Thank you for the pillar of strength you are and the refreshing fountain of blessing that flows from your life!

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I am blessed by mothers.

Surrounded by beautiful women that give of themselves. 

Over and over from hearts groomed in unselfishness.

God knew what He was doing when He created Eve and her daughters.  

Givers of life.

Bequeathers of love.

I am thankful for the gift motherhood is.

Have the Happiest Day all you lovely Mothers!