This is for all of you Moms out there and for all of us whose Moms have already left this world.
The Lord took my Mom home six years ago but this is how I often remember her:
When I was growing up, one of the houses we lived in had built-in brick planters that bordered the front porch. Every year Mom would plant bright red geraniums in those planters—just like the ones in this photo. They made the entrance to our home look so pretty! I wish I had a photo of her standing next to those gorgeous geraniums but I guess that doesn’t matter because I’ll always have the memories in my mind and in my heart.
Beloved, whether your Mom is still here with you or dancing in heaven, what memory is your favorite about her?
I love and miss you Mom!