As I write this, I'm looking outside at my husband and two kids decorating a gift for me. (Thanks to Luann Finke of Finke Gardens and Nursery in Lincoln for this cute and personal idea.)
The kids are recycling large durable plastic bags from the garden center. They turned them inside out, poked holes in the bottom, and used permanent markers to create their own message and design for me.
Later, they will fill the bags with dirt and plant flowers they chose in each bag. Olivia, loves pink, so I think she has some sweet daisies. And Jacob chose to represent their school colors with red and silver petunias and dusty miller.
I can't wait to see the finished products tonight! We'll place the bags in the yard, so we can enjoy them all summer long.
I know all mother's enjoy these personalized gifts the most. We tuck away sweet little drawings and mispelled notes in tubs that we'll look at someday when our kids are grown. We'll smile, and we'll cry.
My pastor at church today showed us a blanket his mother made for him when he was a little boy. It has a horse on it and his name...so his brother wouldn't take it!
What do you think the first thing my pastor did when he pulled that blanket out of storage?
He smelled it. And then wrapped it around his shoulders; it was like his mother giving him a hug.
On Mother's Day, we remember those gifts our moms gave us and and the gifts given to us by our kids.
For many of us, those gifts are more than blankets or notes...they're memories or mom baking bread, being there to listen when we had a bad day, wiping away our tears and making us smile with warm chocolate chip cookies after school.
Thank you moms for everthing you do! Our future depends on you, and our kids depend on us. It's the most challenging and wonderful job in the world. And I'm so blessed to have a wonderful mom, grandma and mother-in-law in my life today.
And I'm grateful for my greatest joys... my kids.