Well I hope everyone has been having a good week so far.
Yesterday, Cinco de Mayo, was one of Jenny’s favorite holidays. Any reason to drink a Margarita and eat Chips & Salsa was always one of Jenny’s favorites. Last night Chris brought up how she used to say it and we both smiled. She would pronounce Mayo like the sandwich spread to be funny and it always made me laugh. :)
Also, a year ago yesterday was the day we had the BIG ultrasound. It was the day we found out that Macie was a girl and the race to find the perfect girl name began. I had so many that I liked and Chris had his favorites and we couldn’t agree on one until we heard the name Macie. Once we heard the name Macie we knew it was perfect and that would be our little girl’s name. Macie Elizabeth. And she was perfect. Her first name means Weapon and her middle name means God is my Oath. Not that it matters at all what her name means nor did I need to know. I just found it interesting.
In one of my previous posts I had thanked Shila for making all of the hair bows for Team M that were sold at my work and in the KC area. Well she has started her own Facebook page and I would love it if you would go to her page and click 'Like'. She is making Hair Bows for different causes and she is 100% non-profit. She is just trying to help whoever and however she can!! Here is the link: Just BOWcause...all tied up with a purpose!
I had the poem below sent to me by one of my friends in honor of Mother’s Day. It is very true, but did cause me to be very teary eyed when I got done reading it. It was nice of her to think of me though.
Well if I am not on here again until after Sunday I hope all of you Mom’s out there have a Great Mother’s Day!!
A Mother’s Day Wish From Heaven
Dear Mr. Hallmark,
I am writing to you from heaven, and though it must appear
A rather strange idea, I see everything from here.
I just popped in to visit, your stores to find a card
A card of love for my mother, as this day for her is hard.
There must be some mistake I thought, every card you could imagine
Except I could not find a card, from a child who lives in heaven.
She is still a mother too, no matter where I reside
I had to leave, she understands, but oh the tears she’s cried.
I thought that if I wrote you, that you would come to know
that though I live in heaven now, I still love my mother so.
She talks with me, and dreams with me; we still share laughter too,
Memories our way of speaking now, would you see what you could do?
My mother carries me in her heart, her tears she hides from sight.
She writes poems to honor me, sometimes far into the night
She plants flowers in my garden, there my living memory dwells
She writes to other grieving parents, trying to ease their pain as well.
So you see Mr. Hallmark, though I no longer live on earth
I must find a way, to remind her of her wondrous worth
She needs to be honored, and remembered too
Just as the children of earth will do.
Thank you Mr. Hallmark, I know you’ll do your best
I have done all I can do; to you I’ll leave the rest.
Find a way to tell her, how much she means to me
Until I can do it for myself, when she joins me in eternity.
~ by Jody Seilheimer ~