Mother's Day 2013-You Are Loved

My Mom and me

My mom as a mom

My first house in Vancouver my mom and dad and sisters and my Tante Freida and Uncle Peter and their kids

My trip to Paraguay with my mom. The three sisters, My Mom , Tante Toni, Tante Gredel

My mom in a chic hat. I'm facing the wrong way .

My Dad gets remarried after my mother passed away.

Me and my sisters.

My new mom and dad and me in Brazil.

My kids at West Edmonton Mall.

My daughter and I on a Baltic Cruise

 Me and granddaughter number one.

Granddaughter number two.

 

YOU ARE LOVED.

 

For the last few months this message has followed me. Every Church I have visited has used this as an attention stopper, grabber just for me. I've been preparing for Mother's Day this year. I started to think about it long before it came around. Most years Mothers Day comes and goes and leaves behind a tornado of feelings I just can't handle. While having been the recipient of two Mothers that have died and gone to heaven I should appreciate this day. Instead emotions that I shove down and hide in a hole get dug up with might and gusto .And my expectations of what my day should look like plummet into the abyss of self pity. Guilt plagues me and pushes me to tears and nobody seems to be able to help me. Enter 2013 , I've seen a councillor every week for 3 months straight. Slowly my heart has been peeled opened and the puzzle inside has been revealed. And slowly God who has seen the big picture all along is putting the pieces of my heart back together again. And I've discovered that I am loved. That I was a good daughter . That I am a good Mother. That I am a good wife. That I am a good grandmother. And the lies that have been entrenched into my mind , are just that lies. And that my relationship with other people is not based on what I do for them . And I will never measure up to what some people expect me to be. And its all good. I am loved. Do you know that you are loved to? Yes , really you are.