Joining Lisa-Jo in another five minute write. Five Minute Friday is writing without thinking too much and not worrying about the mechanics......just allowing our hearts to speak. This week we get to choose our own word to describe "what mama did".
My mama loved well. Three babies, one of which was born without breath, born well before the young age of 20. I was the first, born shortly after her seventeenth birthday. My sisters followed, arriving two months early before my mother had even turned eighteen.
Mom always told me, when I was old enough to figure out that I was in her belly at the time she married my dad, that they wanted to marry so badly but because they were so young their families wouldn't allow it. So I was a gift. A planned excuse for a wedding.
When I got old enough to know that this was probably just a story to ease a young girls insecurities, it was too late. I already believed that I was wanted. I already knew that I was loved. And at an age where most girls are often more interested in their reflections in the mirror, my mama was giving all of herself, all of her love, to her family. My mamma did love well. She still loves well. I thank God every day for her.
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| Mom and Me, Christmas 2011 |
Mom always told me, when I was old enough to figure out that I was in her belly at the time she married my dad, that they wanted to marry so badly but because they were so young their families wouldn't allow it. So I was a gift. A planned excuse for a wedding.
When I got old enough to know that this was probably just a story to ease a young girls insecurities, it was too late. I already believed that I was wanted. I already knew that I was loved. And at an age where most girls are often more interested in their reflections in the mirror, my mama was giving all of herself, all of her love, to her family. My mamma did love well. She still loves well. I thank God every day for her.
A great thing for a mamma to do, for sure. Thanks for sharing!!
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely memory of your mom. Thank you for sharing!!
ReplyDeleteWhat a sweet story to cherish... your momma does love well.
ReplyDeletePRECIOUS. So thankful you were loved well.
ReplyDeleteMamas are the best. :)
ReplyDeleteThat is absolutely lovely. I love how you said "It was too late. I already believed that I was wanted." As a mom, I can imagine that being her deep hope all along. :)
ReplyDeleteWhat a sweet tribute to your Mama! Loved this!
ReplyDeleteWow. I love the line "When I got old enough to know that this was probably just a story to ease a young girls insecurities, it was too late. I already believed that I was wanted." Perfect. What a great mom.
ReplyDeleteWhat a tribute to your sweet Mama! Love this!
ReplyDelete:) Love this! I think that no matter why your family was made... if it had it's foundation in love... you are doing OK!
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