We all love....each of us does so differently. Where does this love come from? God breathes it into us and we are duty bound to breathe it into others. I am grateful for the love in my heart that I have for my children, my family, my friends, my man. I feel loved. I am learning to accept that I am lovable...that in my imperfect state of being it is possible that people can see past the imperfect me and see the real me. I am learning that I have value and I don't have to be perfect, but I fill a need perfectly for some people. This revelation is a gift. My past doesn’t define who I am, but it has helped create who I am. The life I have lived, although strewn with mistakes, has brought me to a very sweet place. I am learning that I am strong. That I choose to be who I am and I have the power within me to be whatever I aspire to be. Somewhere on my journey I lost myself - not exactly sure when or how it happened but allowed it. I didn’t respect myself enough to fight for my identity, my self worth. God's amazing love brought me back...
Six years ago I spent my last weeks with my mother, who believed in me. She saw not only the perfection that a only mother sees, but the she saw my weaknesses...she saw the real me. She saw potential and knew that loving me the way I needed to be loved would be the way to bring this potential to life. She breathed God's love into me until she took her last breath. She taught me to stand strong. She taught me to be myself. She taught me to forgive. She taught me to get up and keep trying. She taught me to laugh. She taught me to be honest and true....to be real. She taught me to be a friend. She taught me to dream. She taught me to love.
Be proud of the woman you raised momma....I am my mother’s daughter. It is my hope that my son and daughters share my pride in saying that. You have left a wonderful legacy of love for us...we are forever grateful.
In Loving Memory of an Incredible Woman
Linda C. Swan
11/28/36 - 11/4/05
© 2011 Barb Weatherwax

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