3f3c8de76b8ca63cbaca970b10beb4a8 When God Created Mothers Love Story  My mother, Patsy, has a birthday in a few short days and this post is a tribute to her.  She is an amazing woman.  My hero.  A cheerleader, a rescuer, a sounding board.  She has a theory about rocks and balloons; that some people are rocks and some people are balloons.  When I have been traveling all over the world and dreaming and planting seeds that might have seemed like magic beans she said I was definitely a “balloon” up in the sky dreaming and creating.  She also says that I need to find my rock, the one that balances me out, that grounds me in reality, that is a steady support.  But, what she hasn’t realized is that she has been the best, shiniest, most perfect rock I could have ever wished for.

Mom thank you for being my rock.  You are a diamond!  I love you.

 


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When the Good Lord was creating mothers, He was into His sixth day of “overtime” when the angel appeared and said. “You’re doing a lot of fiddling around on this one.”

And God said, “Have you read the specs on this order?” She has to be completely washable, but not plastic. Have 180 moveable parts…all replaceable. Run on black coffee and leftovers. Have a lap that disappears when she stands up. A kiss that can cure anything from a broken leg to a disappointed love affair. And six pairs of hands.”

The angel shook her head slowly and said. “Six pairs of hands…. no way.”

It’s not the hands that are causing me problems,” God remarked, “it’s the three pairs of eyes that mothers have to have.”

That’s on the standard model?” asked the angel. God nodded.

One pair that sees through closed doors when she asks, ‘What are you kids doing in there?’ when she already knows. Another here in the back of her head that sees what she shouldn’t but what she has to know, and of course the ones here in front that can look at a child when he goofs up and say. ‘I understand and I love you’ without so much as uttering a word.”

God,” said the angel touching his sleeve gently, “Get some rest tomorrow….”e00247f1fc8081ac084795d5ce6a30d8 When God Created Mothers Love Story

I can’t,” said God, “I’m so close to creating something so close to myself. Already I have one who heals herself when she is sick…can feed a family of six on one pound of hamburger…and can get a nine year old to stand under a shower.”

The angel circled the model of a mother very slowly. “It’s too soft,” she sighed.

But tough!” said God excitedly. “You can imagine what this mother can do or endure.”

Can it think?”

Not only can it think, but it can reason and compromise,” said the Creator.

Finally, the angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek.

There’s a leak,” she pronounced. “I told You that You were trying to put too much into this model.”

It’s not a leak,” said the Lord, “It’s a tear.”

What’s it for?”

It’s for joy, sadness, disappointment, pain, loneliness, and pride.”

You are a genius, ” said the angel.

Somberly, God said, “I didn’t put it there.”
Erma Bombeck, When God Created Mothers

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