My fun exciting day finally came yesterday... remember a while back I announced I won a contest..... well, yesterday was the American Mother's Association Honors Gala. I have never been to a GALA before and I have to say it was quite fun. I think Mike is glad the GALA is over cuz he's never heard the word GALA used so much before.... I drug him along to go GALA shopping cuz of course I had to buy a GALA outfit and GALA shoes and I told him he was going to have to eat GALA food etc etc. At the GALA... (j/k... I won't say THAT word anymore!)they announced the winners in the literary and arts competition and they presented the Mother's of the year for 2009. I got to read my poem and get my certificate, but what was even a greater experience for me was to hear the speakers and the winners and their testimonies on the importance of motherhood and moral values and family and God. I had know idea what a GREAT organization it is and how much work and time they invest not only in their families, but civicly and politically. I urge everyone to go to the link in my link section below and read about them. I'm off my soapbox now so here are a few pics from the day.... BUT I can't conclude til I give thanks where thanks is due... to Heavenly Father for my talents and to Mike and my family for encouragement! Scroll to the end of the pics if ya want to read the poem... 
It was held at the Wright house and the weather and the garden was just perfect
It was held at the Wright house and the weather and the garden was just perfect
Getting presented my certificate
Reading my poem... in front of lots of people!
Of course everything was decorated quite lovely ... and girly... but I didn't hear Mike or the other men complain! (you know how Mike LOVES brownies... there were yummy brownies on the table all packaged up cute with doilies and ribbon, I brought this to Mikes attention, but I don't think he was real impressed til I told him it was OK to eat them... Mike was happy about that!)
Some of the crowd. There were even people there that I knew. What a small world!
Me!
Yummy buffet lunch
Everything was beautiful!
Even though it's a pretty piece of paper, to me it signifies more... that I have finally ... and permanently... after many years... taken the basket off my talents and blown the dust off... and a second chance at wonderful opportunities and a wonderful life. Life is so good! Well here it is:
Mommy, Mom, Mother
A newborn’s first cry pierces the sterile room and burrows deep in the heart of its mother.
Mom cries too.
Eyes meet.
Lips touch.
Love at first sight.
“Hi! I’m your mommy!”
The steps of the toddler tinker about and fill the meager home with lighthearted clatter.
Little feet stop.
Too quiet.
Investigation.
“What are you doing?”
“Stop! Momma’s coming!”
Another sweet babe is placed in mom’s waiting arms and sleeps in precious contentment.
Mother beams.
Introductions.
Eyes meet.
Siblings touch
“Oh no! Softly please!”
Brothers and sisters, one, two, three, now four and mom is captivated by their adorable charm.
Quiet children playing.
Noise grows.
Screaming now.
Mom’s patience runs out
“You’re all grounded!”
Countless toys, diapers and little clothes put a strain on the bulging walls of the modest abode.
Time to move.
Box it up.
Drive away.
Brand new home.
Mom loves the space!
From sunup to sundown, Mother is the concierge of her own milk stained castle and relishes each moment.
Toys slowly leave.
High heels.
Football cleats.
Telephone phone rings.
“Hey mom! I need a ride!
Mother is unaware of the television broadcast and glares at the clock fast approaching midnight.
Blinks get heavy.
Door opens.
Daughter screams.
“I’m engaged!”
Mom’s in shock!
Crying again breaks the silence of the hospital room and Mom’s heart swells with familiar emotions.
It’s hard to believe.
“I’m a mother
of a mother!”
Generations progress.
Life is grand!
So much love, work, tears and joy intertwine with the sands of time and spill across decades of earthly fulfillment.
Mom’s ready to rest.
Family gathers.
Eyes meet.
Lips touch.
Love eternal.
“Til we meet again, Mother.”
A newborn’s first cry pierces the sterile room and burrows deep in the heart of its mother.
Mom cries too.
Eyes meet.
Lips touch.
Love at first sight.
“Hi! I’m your mommy!”
The steps of the toddler tinker about and fill the meager home with lighthearted clatter.
Little feet stop.
Too quiet.
Investigation.
“What are you doing?”
“Stop! Momma’s coming!”
Another sweet babe is placed in mom’s waiting arms and sleeps in precious contentment.
Mother beams.
Introductions.
Eyes meet.
Siblings touch
“Oh no! Softly please!”
Brothers and sisters, one, two, three, now four and mom is captivated by their adorable charm.
Quiet children playing.
Noise grows.
Screaming now.
Mom’s patience runs out
“You’re all grounded!”
Countless toys, diapers and little clothes put a strain on the bulging walls of the modest abode.
Time to move.
Box it up.
Drive away.
Brand new home.
Mom loves the space!
From sunup to sundown, Mother is the concierge of her own milk stained castle and relishes each moment.
Toys slowly leave.
High heels.
Football cleats.
Telephone phone rings.
“Hey mom! I need a ride!
Mother is unaware of the television broadcast and glares at the clock fast approaching midnight.
Blinks get heavy.
Door opens.
Daughter screams.
“I’m engaged!”
Mom’s in shock!
Crying again breaks the silence of the hospital room and Mom’s heart swells with familiar emotions.
It’s hard to believe.
“I’m a mother
of a mother!”
Generations progress.
Life is grand!
So much love, work, tears and joy intertwine with the sands of time and spill across decades of earthly fulfillment.
Mom’s ready to rest.
Family gathers.
Eyes meet.
Lips touch.
Love eternal.
“Til we meet again, Mother.”
1 comment:
I love the poem! Congratulations! Your such an inspiration, thanks for sharing your talents.
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