Honoring My Mom’s Memory

Today marks the anniversary of my Mom’s birthday. In her honor I share a song I wrote for her. Though I penned it after her transition, the life we shared tells me, beyond a shadow of doubt, she is with me. She knows my love for her.

Thanks for honoring her with me by reading through to the end. And PLEASE leave a comment. share a memory from your own life. It means a lot to everyone who stops by and reads it.

Happy Birthday, Mom

http://howtohaveamazingrelationships.comA woman of love

Who sacrificed her life

That her children could have everything

Even in times of strife


She never said anything bad about anyone

She lived in beauty and grace

Keeping up without ever a complaint

Looking back I see her life was a race

To be there, to do for my brother and me

And for her mother too.


She ran three businesses for her boss

Keeping them all in the black

Without questioning what had to be done

Stepping forward to take up slack and lack


MY Mom was an amazing lady

In every sense of the word

Working day and night and weekend

In the office and at home

Taking her free time to support my music

Attending concerts and shows wherever I’d roam


My Mom always had a smile

And helping hand to offer

She was loved by all who knew her


Yes, everyone loved Grandma Edie.


MY Mom’s fingers floated over the piano keys accompanying herself in song

She had the voice of an angel

Danced like Ginger

And even at the age of 80 outpaced most 40 year olds walking all day long.


She always let me know I could be and do anything  I wanted in life

She raised me to sing and play games together

As I did with my own kids

What a great role model for learning the true meaning of love


At a time when women did not work outside the home

She did what she had to give us home and shelter, she saved our way of life

And in our final conversations She told me

She didn’t want to leave her pained body because

She worried about me and how I would be.

(that was after my brain injury and she knew life was challenging for me)

Always, always, always being the Loving Mom


I often feel her near me

Sometimes I see her Golden Ball of Light


I know she watches over us

My kids and me

I feel safe knowing everything is all right.


Happy Birthday, Mom.

I honor the Divine Being that is still you.


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