Now that I am no longer young, I have friends whose mothers have passed away. I have heard these sons and daughters say they never fully appreciated their mothers 【B1】 it was too late to tell them. I am blessed with the dear mother who is still alive. I 【B2】 her more each day. My mother does not change, but I 【B3】. As I grow older and wiser, I realize 【B4】 an extraordinary person she is. How 【B5】 that I am unable to speak these words in her 【B6】, but they flow easily from my pen.
How does a daughter begin to thank her mother for life itself For the love, patience and just 【B7】 hard work that go into 【B8】 a child For running after a toddler, for understanding a 【B9】 teenager, for tolerating a college student who knows 【B10】 For waiting for the day when a daughter 【B11】 how wise her mother really is
How does a 【B12】 woman thank a mother for 【B13】 to be a mother For being ready 【B14】 advice (when asked) or remaining 【B15】 when it is most appreciated For not saying, "I told you so," when she could have 【B16】 these words dozens of times For being 【B17】 herself-loving, thoughtful, patient, and forgiving
I don’’t know how, dear God, except to ask you to bless her as richly as she 【B18】 and to help me live up to the example she has 【B19】. I pray that I will look as good in the eyes of my children as my mother 【B20】 in mine.