to the mother I never met

Not long after I was born, my Grandma Olsen

passed away from many health complications. 

Although she had been gone for sometime before that, 

(probably preparing me for my arrival). 

Sometimes I think of my mom, younger than I, 

struggling to deal with being a new parent 

without having her own there to guide her. 

It's a loss I cannot imagine. 

I sat in church today listening to a man named Graham speak

of his wife who he had lost four years ago

and the four young girls she left behind.

I turned around and saw them all in tears, missing her.

My heart broke for them. How grateful I am for eternal families

and for my living, young and vibrant mother.

Happy Mothers day to a Mother unlike any other.

I know someday we'll all sit together and have 

long talks in heaven with Grandma Mary.

I know she's proud of the woman you've become. 

For last year's Mother Day post click HERE.