A Letter to Mother and My Sons on Mother's Day

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Dear Mom,
I love you. I admire you. I continue to be amazed by you. I'm thankful to have you as my mom and for my sons to have you as their Grandma.

Everything I know about how to be a mom, I've learned from you but the most important lesson is that there's really no way to be a "perfect" mother but there are millions of ways to be a great one.
I remember in the first days of my own motherhood when you said to me, "Don't worry about the perfect way to do things. Your way is the only way this baby has ever known so your way IS perfect for him."  Mom, I wanted to tell you  that YOUR way of being MY mom is perfect for me.  I"ll see you in the morning!

My Dear "Night and Day" Boys,

Thank you, for letting me learn how to be a mom by having you as my sons. For all of the things that I've tried to show you and teach you and tell you over the years;  it's been ME who has learned, from you.

Like I told Grandma when you were little: "I'm not sure whether I'm doing a good job or not but I'm having a great time."  I'm so proud of the young men that you've become and  the path that you're each on. You continue to surprise and delight me and I can't wait to see how you "turn out". (Of course, I'm pretty sure that Grandma's still waiting to see how I turn out, too!) :)

I don't know if you remember, but there was a book that we used to read at bed time called "I Love You the Purplest". It was a story about a mom and her two sons.  I  hope that you remember this part because I think that the woman who wrote it summed up my feelings  pretty well.  (Excerpted from: "I Love You The Purplest", by Barbara M. Joosse).

The mom, when asked by her sons which one she loved the best responded.

(This is the part that I read with your name substituted , C:)  "...I love you the bluest! I love you the color of a dragon fly at the tip of its wing. I love you the color of a cave in its deepest, hidden part where grizzly bears and bats curl up at night. The mist of a mountain. The splash of a waterfall. The Hush of a whisper."

(This is the part that I read with your name substituted, D:) "...I love you the reddest! I love you the color of the sky before it blazes into night. I love you the color of a leopards eyes when it prowls through the jungle, and the color of a campfire at the edge of the flame. A wide open hug. The swirl of a magic cape. The thunder of a shout."  

"Later in the evening the brothers and their Mama slept: one in the top bunk glowing like the evening moon, one in the bottom bunk, shimmering like the evening sun, and Mama in the big bed dreaming of the boys she loved best."

To both of you: I love up high and down low, in a circle and a rectangle and a building. I love you to the moon and back!

I'm reminded daily how blessed I am.  Happy Mothers Day!


J's daughter and C&D's Mom