You all have probably heard the phrase: Mirror, mirror on the wall, I am my Mother after all! I have heard this phrase many times and have even said it myself in reference to my Mother, but as I anticipate this first Mother’s Day without my Mom, the phrase has begun to take on a different meaning.
I know this phrase has been said tongue in cheek many times and even with a negative connotation but now that my Mom has gone home to be with the Lord, I am reminded of all the wonderful qualities that she had and I would be proud to look in the mirror and say that I am like her. I hope I am!
My Mom was a wonderful mother. She loved her children more than life itself. When we were growing up she, of course, did all the things expected of her. She cooked, and cleaned, did the laundry, ironed our clothes, sometimes even made our clothes, and yes even worked outside the home. She did it all!
But so much more than all the things she did, it was who she was more than what she did. My Mom was loving and kind. She always tried to treat people with love and respect. Oh there were times when I saw her temper, but those were few and far between. I do not ever remember her spanking me even though I probably deserved one or two. She did her best to try and shield me from getting in trouble with Daddy because we all knew when he said “front and center” we all better get there quick.
Mom was an encourager and always encouraged us to do what ever made us happy and to excel at what we were good at. No matter what it was, from twirling a baton in the parade to singing and even preaching it didn’t matter what I did as long as I did it to my best ability. She was always proud of what I did and never failed to tell me so.
Mom taught me practical life lessons too, like “if you wear a dress, you must wear a slip” and “change your clothes everyday, you never know when you might have to go to the hospital.” (Actually, I modified that last life lesson to be more appropriate for all readers. LOL )
She also taught me how to cook, especially roast beef and Yorkshire pudding, the Sunday tradition at our house. Mom loved to invite friends over for dinner, to be hospitable and to make them feel at home. That was her gift.
She also taught me that the most important and hardest job I will ever have is being “a mother.” And yet no other job is more rewarding and fulfilling. She showed me how to love and be loved. The most important thing my Mom taught me though was this; “Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength and with all your mind and, Love your neighbor as yourself.” (Luke 10:27) She taught me by example and showed me how important it is to have a personal relationship with Jesus Christ and that without Christ we have nothing.
As Mother’s Day approaches and I reflect on the memories I have of my Mom, I can only hope and pray that I leave the legacy with my children and grandchildren that my Mom left with me.
I think the words to this song explains the legacy my Mom has left:
Someone once asked If only you knew
How short life would be What would you do?
What would they say When God called you home?
What would they engrave Once you were gone?
I hope they would see What I’ve done in my life
Who I’ve cared for And how I survived
I hope they’d say
Chorus:
She loved more than anything else
She loved with all of her heart
She loved everyone she believed in
She loved…oh she loved
She loved the Lord And served all her life
A sacrificial mother and an honorable wife
She gave all she had And through every trial
Made life much sweeter Because of her smile
Everyone will see What she’s done in her life
Who she cared for and how she survived
I’m sure they’d say
She loved…everyone she believed in
She loved..oh she loved
Oh…she loved. By Sheri Easter
I hope and pray that I can say “Mirror, mirror on the wall, I am my Mother after all!
