I just received a silly e-mail that told me to scroll down and I would receive the wish of my life in the minutes of my age. Now I'm fifty- five years old, and I'm old enough to know that this is the silliest thing for anyone to believe.
But for the time it took me to scroll down the page, I thought of what I'd truly like for my one wish, maybe a million dollars, or a brand new car, or a new house. All of the above, I would take, but my one true wish that's deep down in my heart is one that I won't ever receive by the Internet or even by just wishing real hard in my heart. My wish is just for one more hug and kiss from my Mama.
As Mothers Day grows near, I think of the people that don't really know what a true Mothers Day gift should be. It's not the roses, nor is it the shinny new appliance, really its not even the nice dinner or the card. What every Mother want's is your time, I know this now, now that it's too late.
For twenty-one years I have thought of my Mama telling me "When you lose your Mother, you lose your best friend." I have missed my best friend for every day of those twenty -one years!
There is no way that I can imagine how my husband made it through his life without his mother, no hugs no kisses and no chastising!
I was only thirteen when I first heard my Mama cry over her mother. My grand mother was a distant figure in my life, I had only been allowed to be a child on the outside, seen but not heard.
Over the years my Mama would tell me again that, " when your Mother is gone, every thing is gone." I would just think that Mama's depression was getting worse. Oh if I only knew that she spoke the truth!
How many times have I missed her sage advice, and how many times have I missed her special humor, or even to have her cut on my behind because I was doing something that I shouldn't be doing?
So today, if I could have the wish of my heart, it would to be to lay in my Mama's arms, and to hear her tell me that" it will be OK, Sis." Later, maybe to sit at the kitchen table, with cup of hot tea, and know that my sweet Mama was with me one more time.
As a mother myself, I get a great thrill when my great big "ole" grown children, come and sit on my lap and ask for the hugs and kisses just like they got as little kids. I love to get a call and one of my kids asks Mama, how do you do this or how do you do that. I only hope that they all will miss me as much as I miss my Mama, maybe they will love me as much as I love my Mama.
I pray so.
Judy Kiser � 20001
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