The Bond between a Mother and child...

Happy Mother's Day to all my friends. To celebrate Mother's Day Barb at foleysfollies.blogspot is hosting a tribute to Mothers and Grandmothers this weekend so come on over and share some heartfelt stories.


There is no bond stronger then the bond between a Mother and a child. From the time of the birth of the baby, to the end of the Mothers life and beyond, the bond exists. It is stronger then steel and therefore can never be broken.

I watch my grandsons look at their Moms with such adoration. Mom is the sun and the moon and all good things in life. She is saint like in their bright eyes. She can almost walk on water, is prettier then a movie star, and she never has a bad hair day. They will defend the honor of their Mom and shout to the world that their Mom is better then your Mom. The bond continues.

As the teenage years begin, children believe they know more then Mom. The bond begins to stretch a bit. Mom tells you, with a knowing smile, to wait until you have kids of your own some day. They think what does she know? A wise Mom lets you stretch the bond even further and fly away from her nest because she is as wise as her Mother. She loves you with no strings attached. The bond continues.

You marry and have kids and all of a sudden you become your Mother. Oh, did I just admit this? You now ask for your Mothers guidance to help you raise your own little hooligans. The bond continues

Last week I was touched when I viewed a film about Mothers who had to hide their children from the Nazi's. One Mom was forced to put her baby into a suitcase. She placed one silver spoon with the child as a token of a bond between her and her child. All the Mothers in the film cried when their children were removed to go to a safe hiding place. How brave these Mothers were to be separated from their precious children and knowing that they may never see their children again. The children probably grew up searching for their Moms. The bond continues.

Recently I was asked me to share the best memory of my Mom . My Mom was diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease. I was living on the opposite side of the country so visiting my Mother was sporadic. I could see my Mother slipping away each time I went to visit her. Soon my Mom had no recognition of me. A few months later I went to visit. As I was holding her hand, she turned and smiled, and said my name. In that brief moment all the wonderful memories of all the things we shared came flooding back to me. I know that she was experiencing the same magic by the smile on her face. It was the best moment of our lives.

My Mom passed a few days before Mothers day but the bond of our souls will continue forever.
~I love & miss you Mom~
HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY