In this world it is not what we take up, but what we give up, that makes us rich.

I remember growing up and feeling emotions that were so conflicting.  I knew the sacrifices that my mother made raising six children alone.  Still, I was pained with jealousy of not fitting in.  I didn't have the name brand clothes or money in my pocket.  I felt jilted and at times even angry.  It wasn't until I became a Mother myself that I truly understood sacrifice.  I realized that my mother may not have given me material things but she gave me a heart filled with unconditional love.  I would not be the person I am today without her guidance and acceptance - her unconditional love.  People tell me that they are amazed at my giving heart and how they can't believe how I "do it all".  What they don't understand is that my zest to love everyone and my need to help everyone is my mother speaking through me.  This past year my mother became ill and called me to come over and call an ambulance for her.  She was having difficulty breathing.  As I watched the ambulance pull away from her driveway I knew that I could not move forward should she not return home with me.  She did have an overnight stay at the hospital and returned home on Oxygen.  I dared not leave her side in fear of losing her.  I know that the Lord blessed me when he gave me her as my mother and that the trials He put us through were so we could truly understand and communicate our love for one another.  My mother is my best friend, my confidante, my lifeline.  I honor her today and every day!