{In Honor Of Mother's Day...}

"It was all because of my mother"
In 20 years...
I hope the floors I worried about being spotless will only be remembered as the place we spent hours building Lego City together.
The Couch I could never quite get clean enough will be rememebered as the place we spent all night building a fort out of and telling stories in.
The countertops that always seemed cluttered will be remembered as the place we watched popcorn dance across and favorite snacks were shared.
The beds I tirelessly made day after day will be remembered as a place of pillow fights and laughing.
That the hands that wiped away tears and found lost treasures will always be remembered as open.
The eyes that carefully watched as her own chipped and unpolished finger nails polished and perfected those of a 3 year old's..
A mother that sacrificed everything for her children, always putting herself last even when her needs, in reality, were first.
Because in 20 years, it will not matter that my house sparkled from floors to ceiling. Or that my house was always perfectly in order.
It will only matter that my children will call me just to talk.
It will only matter that my friendships with those now grown children started when they were just little.
It will only matter that I gave them everything I had.
I hope the work I have done goes un-noticed,
I hope that I have done such a good job that all is ingrained into them to take with them.
And when they are adults they will look back at what they have become and, in astonishment, say,
"It was all because of my mother."
Mothers day 2009