tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11153797790195485852024-11-24T23:22:21.606-08:00This 'Loss Of A Mother' site is dedicated to anyone who has lost a mother. Have you lost your mother? well join me in this effort to keep our mothers alive in our hearts and to remember their unfailing energy and strength to nurture and care for their children. (In Memory of Norma)Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger48125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115379779019548585.post-18378630086694480632013-07-18T11:05:00.001-07:002013-07-18T11:06:56.786-07:00

In Memory Of A Dear Mother In memory of a dear mother, my mother, my beautiful mother, I still think about you.  Every day I think about you.  I see you everywhere! I see you in my aunts, my sister and in my nieces, yet still the loss of a mother is evident.  My mourning is over and all that is left is fulfilled memories.  Memories that I will cherish until the day I die. A

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I still think about my mother! My dear mother who is resting with the Lord, free from all pain and sorrows, leaving us here to fight our way through in this mad and sinful world.  For those who died in the Lord, it is much better for them, I have to admit because they are free from earthly sorrows and woe.  No more bills to pay, no more doctors to visit to spend out their money and

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Mum © Courtney Linde In my arms I held you tightThrough the hardest part of lifeIn my heart the memories clearOf the greatest mum I love so dearI held you so close to my heartPraying that we'll never partBut angels came and took you awayAnd a tear I shed for your everydayNow a shining lit up starMy mum will watch from up farIn all the pain I'm going throughJust

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     A church sister of mine looks just like my mother.  She has the same height, same complexion and same disposition of my mother.  The resemblance is uncanny and yet I have never noticed it while my mother was alive.      I thought I was the only one who noticed it, but there were quite an amount of brethren who thought the same and it

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I saw my mom in my dreams recently.  It was not a dream I particularly liked because she was still bed ridden.  However, one thing made me happy was that she still had a smile on her face. This reminded me of her every smiling face through thick and thin, through struggles and tribulation, through sickness and distress.  No matter what the case was, my mother had a smile through

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One of my dear aunts died recently and it brought back a flood of memories of my dear unforgettable mother.  The coffin was of the same colour as my mother's own and just by looking at it even brought tears to my eyes.  It still seemed like yesterday when she passed away. Her strength and courage are still etched in my mind as I continue to be marveled of how she took care of all her

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God saw you were getting tired and a cure was not to be, so He put His arms around you and whispered "come to me."   Mother, with tearful eyes I watched you and saw you passed away, although I loved you dearly I could not make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands at rest.  God broke my heart to prove to me, He only takes the best.  Mother, you

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Oh mother, I remember your sorrel and fruit cake at Christmas time.  I remember the hard work of creaming the sugar and the butter without an electric mixer.  My shoulder would always end up hurting me but I did it just for you. Maybe that is the reason I hate baking to this day.  However, I would give anything to have those days come back again.  I remember, the laughter

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Are you a mother who is also a career-oriented woman?  If you are, you may have number of different issues tugging at your heart.  In today’s society, many mothers are fearful of putting their family first, especially in certain circumstances, in fear of losing their jobs.  With that in mind, there are many mothers who are fearful that their children will grow up resenting them due

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Crying is a normal event in the lives of all babies. When a baby comes out of the womb the first thing he/she does is crying. By the first cry he will take some air in to the lungs for the first time in their life. After delivery if the baby doesn't cry then it should be initiated by slightly pinching or gently stroking the feet. From this it is clear that the healthy baby should cry and it is a

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I visited my sister recently and saw a picture of my mother hanging on the wall.  All the memories of her came flooding  my mind.  I smiled at those memories because they were good ones and I was at peace knowing that she is resting in the arms of Sweet Deliverance. She will never be forgotten, this mother of mine.  The picture hanging from the wall showed a very soft and

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Today I was reminded of my mother and the memory was a refreshing one.  One of my nieces and one of my cousins were in my company today and these two girls look exactly like my mother.  The resemblance is really uncanny, but I love it because now it will be very easy to remember her because of these two girls who are her grand-daughter and gran-niece.  There personalities are

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Someone once said that a half of a mother is better than none at all. In other words, if your mother is sick, disable or bedridden, you must cherish and love her. Take good care of her because the day you lose her you will realize that you have lost a treasure. The burden is even greater if she had been a caring and loving mother. Well, I have lost a very good mother and I intend to keep her

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I am still missing you mother. Your smiles, your laughter, your advice, and most importantly, your encouragement. I thank God, however, that your pains are over, your suffering has come to an end and you are now resting in the arms of Jesus. You will always be remembered for your strength, character, endurance and faith.  Our tears have ceased, the pain has lessened, but your memories are

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On the 4th April, 2010 was one year since my mother died.  To me, it seemed like yesterday.  Tomorrow will be mother's day and already the memory of her stands out in my mind and heart.  Today would have been the day when I purchased her gift and a card wishing her a God-blessed day. No matter what I got for her, my mother was always thankful for her gift.  She was never the

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 My mother, Forever Missed By A Loving Daughter In life we loved you dearly, in death we love you still, in our hearts you hold a place no one can ever fill. A light from our household is gone, a voice from our love is stilled, a place in our home is vacant, which never will be filled.  Some may think you are forgotten, though on earth you are no more, but in our memory you are with us,

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A Mother has so many things to do,From washing, ironing, cleaning to tying a shoe.She scrubs, she mends, she cooks and sews,She bathes the children and washes their clothes.When they forget to wash their faces clean,And their clothes are the muddiest you've ever seen,Who repairs the clothes and scrubs them like new?Of course, that is what a Mother will do. Who becomes the doctor or the nurse when

Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115379779019548585.post-38444169887022323422010-02-15T19:16:00.000-08:002010-02-16T11:41:54.369-08:00

On Saturday, the day before Valentine's Day, I attended the funeral service of a friend.  The service brought back memories of my dear mother as I saw the grief on the faces of the love ones who have lost a loving husband and father.  Losing a love one is not easy at all, especially when such a one was the most lovable person ever. I am prepared that each time I attend a funeral

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My mother still lives in the minds of so many of us. Since her death, there is hardly a week goes by when someone has not dreamt her.  God bless her precious soul. It is almost a year since her death and it seemed like yesterday we sat and laugh over the many jokes she had in that brain of hers.  She and my aunt were good story tellers.  I would at times listened to them for hours

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Friends18.com Picture Comments Today in church, most of my mother's grandchildren performed.  It was Children's Sunday. As they sang and recited I felt pleased that they were all doing what she loved the most, performing for her God.  If she was alive today and sat in that congregation I knew that there would be a smile on her lovely face.  She would be cheering for them and at

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Today, I think of the many children in Haiti who are now motherless after this terrible tragedy. There are not only motherless, but homeless. My heart goes out to them.  There are many who will not get the opportunity to be sheltered, cared for, and loved  by the only persons who knew the bond and the connection between children and parenthood.  I am now eternally grateful to God

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I am still missing you a lot mother, but I know you are safe in the arms of God. A smile is now appearing on my face and it is because I am thinking of you. Thinking of how easy it was for you to make me laugh in the times of sadness and grief. I hope everyone who continues to follow this blog realize how bless he or she is to have a mother and to learn to appreciate her in every way

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Sweet smile on your face as you sleep the pain away, Resting in God's arms now, although in the ground your body lay. He needed another angel in the Heavenly choir and that's why you had to go. As you promised, you are still with us watching your children here below. I never would have imagined the end would be like this, me comforting you. Holding your hand, telling you not to worry was not an

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Can you imagine that I will be spending my first Christmas without my mother? Oh mother, oh how I miss you.  I still remember those Christmas days, after church, we would get together for some laughs and a hearty meal, with some sorrel of course.  My mother loved to eat.  She had a huge appetite, not even sickness prevented this appetite.  If a decision was taken not to give

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Can you imagine that people are still asking me this question, "How is your mother?" Every time I hear that, something moved within me because then I have to tell them that my mother died.  It is hard to believe that some people have not heard about the death of my dear mother. How long will that question continued to be asked?  I guess there is no answer to that because people are

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