This post is a few days late but is in honor of my Mom for “Mother’s Day”. I was blessed with an amazing Mom. I realize that is a blessing. Being a Mom is not easy. I have written many posts on my blog in the last couple of years about her. She went to Heaven almost two years ago. My Mom was gifted at many things and one thing that I appreciated about her so much is that she would play with me. I know that sounds so simple, but in this busy world we live in I think it is very significant. She was 43 years old when I was born and so people often assumed that she was my Grandma. This never bothered me. In fact…I didn’t really realize my Mom was about 20 years older than most of my friend’s Moms until I was a teenager. She and my Dad had already mostly raised my 4 siblings and so I am sure I must of rocked their world quite a bit at ages 43 and 47!
She would let me help her in the kitchen, read books with me, teach me how to play the piano and how to sew. She would make certain foods because she knew I liked them. She would sit down on the ground and play dolls with me…creating fun voices and imaginary lands. She would build snowmen with me (as you can see in the picture).
I have so many amazing memories of my Mom. I looked through loads of pictures trying to find one for this post. I chose the one above because it shows we were simply having fun together. She took the time to be with me.
I feel I never have the time to be with my kids like I want. I am so ready for them to go to bed at night and then after it has been quiet for 30 minutes I start thinking of all the things I wish I would of done with them. I should have layed with Hava longer, read one more story to Acacia, played cars for a few more minutes with Tolan, not gotten so frustrated that I had to ask them 5 times to brush their teeth!
Regardless of my feelings of inadequecy as a Mom I felt very honored on Mother’s Day. I woke up to lots of special notes and drawings from three precious little ones and my sweet husband gave me a beautiful necklace with my name written in Arabic (something I regretted not getting while in Qatar). We went to church together and shared lunch with friends.
I was blessed to have an amazing Mother for 35 years. I am equally blessed to have been called “Mom” for the past 8.

























































































































