Monday, August 18, 2008

Happy Birthday Dear Mom

Today my Mom turns 79!

This is a picture of her from 1930. I have always admired this picture..... I just love the soft tint to it, and her beautiful green eyes. I can remember seeing it when I was a little girl, and being amazed at her wearing all that jewelry when she was just a baby, even a tiny little ring on her finger.
My mom is an amazing woman, and I've never met a kinder person. She would give the shirt off her back if someone were in need. I have learned so much from her. She taught us by example......she didn't tell us what to do, she showed us, by living it. I am grateful to her for all she has given, and for all of the sacrifices she has made for us, and they were many.
She has taught me that it is better to give, than to receive.
There has never been a time that I have gone to my mom needing help, that she has not given, be it money or other.
From the time I was little, I have always been so very close with her, and that has not changed. I talk to my Mom by phone every day, in the morning, in the afternoon, and then again before I go to bed, making sure that my last words to her before hanging up are "I love you". If God should decide to call her home during sleep, I want to have had the chance to say goodbye to her, and for her to know I love her. I didn't get that chance w/ my dad, and I regret it.
The Doctors call her the Bionic Woman......she has been through so much in her life, but she always pulls through. God wants her here, and is not ready to take her just yet. Thank you dear God for hearing my prayers.

My mom is so talented, and it was she who got me started making my dolls. We have always had the same decorating taste, and we love antiques. One day while looking through the prim dolls on ebay, we came across some patterns and decided to try our hand at one of them. We both made a prim bunny, by Veena's Mercantile. Although my mom has always sewn and made dolls of different kinds, we had never made anything like the prim dolls, w/ all the coffee stain, and we would chuckle to think the uglier, the better....hehe!

Anyway, my mom can't sew anymore, as her eyesight is failing, but she sure encourages me, and I do think she is my #1 fan (well, her and my sister probably tie).

Thank you Mom for helping to make me who I am today. Happy Birthday......I love you like no other!


Cheryl said...

What a beautiful picture. Love the colors

Tallowberry said...

The picture is lovely Patty. The love you feel for your Mom comes through in every word you wrote. You're very lucky indeed to still have your Mom with you.
I hope she enjoyed her birthday dinner of pizza and choc. cake! LOL

Sharon Stevens said...

Aww how sweet she is! Everyone looks so happy. Your children are adorable, Patty. Thanks for sharing :-)

Shay said...

What a beautiful picture of you Mother! She looks just so sweet! You wrote such beautiful words of her. And what a wonderful thing that each and every one of those traits she instilled in you. She sounds like such a loving and fantastic person! I hope she had a wonderful birthday full of love! And may she have bountiful blessings for many to come!
Have a wonderful day!

Briar Rabbit Primitives said...

Patty...what a beautiful post, for a Beautiful Woman. I hope your Dear Mother had a Wonderful Birthday. I love the pic of her with all the kids! Priceless! I can tell the apple did not fall far from the tree in your family, my friend. Hugs, Starla

Dogpatch Primitives said...

thank you girls! Not a minute is taken for granted!

~GoldieLoo Woodworks~ said...

Ohhhh I love the picture of your mom & the kids. And the one of her as a child. This is such a touching story. As Starla said...the apple did not fall far from the tree! You 2 are sweethearts !~~Pam

7_Crows_Hollow said...

Patty, how heartfelt...just brings me to tears. I keep thinking of that day you didn't hear from her know which one you shared with us ...but to see her blowing out her candle - wow. Her baby pic is wonderful! Do you look like her? Thanks for sharing this precious moment with us.