Mother's Day

Today is Mother’s Day, a day set aside to especially appreciate mothers – of which I am one!

We don’t do gifts, instead, we talk and hug and laugh together.  We do this other days as well, but it is always nice to have special attention on this day, and I have enjoyed speaking with my far-flung children this morning.

It is ten years since my own dear mother left this world.  I still miss her smiling face, her care and concern, the little talks we shared together.  She will always remain in a special place in my heart.

I found this old photo (taken sometime in the 1930s) of my mother with her mother, and her mother – three generations together!

  

Thirty years later the photo was repeated – with myself, my mother, and her mother.

I first became a mother myself in 1974.  My children have enriched my life and given me much pleasure (and strife!) over the years.

I thought this made a lovely poem for Mother’s Day:

I KNOW A FACE, A LOVELY FACE,

AS FULL OF BEAUTY AS OF GRACE,

A FACE OF PLEASURE, EVER BRIGHT,

IN UTTER DARKNESS IT GIVES LIGHT.

A FACE THAT IS ITSELF LIKE JOY,

TO HAVE SEEN IT I’M A LUCKY BOY;

BUT I’VE A JOY THAT HAVE FEW OTHER,

THIS LOVELY WOMAN IS MY MOTHER.

It was written by Edward Wyndham Tennant especially for Lady Glenconner, his mother.

Happy Mother’s Day to all the great mothers out there J

Margaret.