I remember the night she watched her first Disney animated movie - "The Little Mermaid".
I remember her driving around in a little motorized car my Dad gave to her one Christmas. I remember their smiles - big, broad, and so full of joy.
I remember her first day at pre-kindergarten and the days afterward when she would ride along with me to school. Me a teacher, she sucking a binky and singing along to the Bible tune tape she loved to listen to.
I remember holding her in my lap - and wishing she would never grow up. How desperately we wish that time would stand still.
I remember the time I made her cry because of something I said. One of the saddest days of my life. It still brings a lump to my throat when I realize how deeply she feels things.
I remember her struggles in school and college - and how wonderfully she overcame them through hard work and incredible creativity.
I remember her greatest victories and her private little bumps in the road.
She's my niece - and today she becomes a bride...
How can I possibly celebrate Mother’s Day, when it’s a day that reminds me of all that I have lost?
And yet, it’s also a reminder of all that I was given. With every memory of her, You reminded me that she’s as close as You are. I can be close to her only when I draw close to You.
I have to admit it was very wonderful day.
My niece wanted to go to the fall Mountain Heritage Arts & Crafts Festival near Harper's Ferry, WV. It has become sort of a fall tradition for us to go to one of the three days of this fall event and of course I made plans to go. My sister and nephew also came along. I love spending time with them all. It was a wonderful day.