The past few weeks I've been going out to my mom's to help her with all her memorabilia and picture stuff. We're going through stuff and trying to organize everything that she'd like to keep. Its been touching to go through all the cards that she has received from loved ones. But the thing that has been quite fun for me is to go through all the things that my brothers and sisters wrote to her. Some of my notes were in the form of apologies, because I was a brat between about 15-18 years old. Actually, brat is a strong word. I was unappreciative (selfish teenager). I did, however find a this letter/poem that I wrote for Mother's Day ( I think I was 13 or 14) :
Dear Mom,
I think I probably did it the first time you left me,
it was when I was only a child and I did not understand.
I did not know you would be back to hold my hand.
I cried. I cried until the tears stopped to flow,
because I thought you had left much like the winter's snow.
As I grew older, it became easier to say good-bye,
I was not the same as I once had been and I learned not to cry.
"See ya later Mom", I would say.
Without a kiss or a hug, I never stopped and turned around I just went on my way.
Did you ever cry,
when I said good-bye?
Did you utter a prayer under your breath,
to keep me keep me safe and away from death?
I am sure you did because you are my mom,
you wanted me to stay away from harm.
The harm from sin, that hurts the soul.
To keep me away from it has been your goal.
But like everyone on earth from the time of their birth,
I have made mistakes and I saw you hurt.
Oh! How I wish I could turn back the clock,
and start my voyage again from the dock.
I guess this is how it has to be though,
much like it was when Nephi broke his bow.
There must be opposition in life
so we can see between the joy and the strife.
Mom, I have learned some of the greatest lessons in life from you,
thank you so much for your motherly view.
I promise that someday I will make you glad,
actually, both you and dad.
I will find me a man,
who'll take my hand.
He'll lead me to somewhere unique,
a place that's a wonderful place to think.
To the temple of the Lord is where I will go,
this mom, is my greatest goal.
Love,
Your daughter
Kimberly Sue
- Kim
- Every morning I wake up with a head full of things to do. I scramble around trying to put them in lists of importance all while trying to keep the peace within my little brood (trying to recall everything I've learned and read about parenting at the same time.) I love being a wife and the quirks that come with having my man forever. I love to be creative and thrive on crossing off my to do list. I strive to find balance and put first things first which brings me PEACE & JOY and allows me to sleep so much easier when I do. I think that one of the secrets to being HAPPY in life is to find that balance. I'm learning how to be kinder to myself and learning patience in progress. Everyday, through the thick and thin of life I'm trying to turn my heart towards heaven and remember what's really important.Oh, and I love to eat, so much so that I love to exercise too.
I have chills right now, and they have nothing to do with the breeze blowing through the window Kim. First of all, what an amazing talent you have. Even at 13 or 14, it is so clear.
ReplyDeleteThis was beautiful. What a beautiful gift to your Mother. No wonder she cherishes it.
Wow, that was so sweet! What an amazing person you are.
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