My oldest sister Sylvia gave me this plaque as a gift for Mother’s Day about 20 years ago. It says simply: Anyone can be a mother but it takes someone special to be a mommy. At the time, my oldest son Zac was about 9 years old and his brother James was 4 years old. I have treasured that plaque since and keep it on my bathroom counter where I see it every day. You can probably observe the age on it with all the scratches. Sylvia has long passed away, but her memory and love continue on.
I felt so proud and honored that she noticed that I was a “mommy” and not just a mother. I invested my love and time in my sons, as did my late husband Gordon. We cherished them. I played with them; helped them with homework; read with them; drove them to school and afterschool sports; took them to church, etc., etc. I wanted to impart all I could in my sons so that they would grow up to be loving, caring, smart young men who above all loved the Lord.
It’s not easy to be a mommy or daddy. It takes a lot of time, energy, and commitment, but it is totally worth it. Today, my sons are both in their 20s and have grown up to be sons whom I admire and respect. To God be the glory!
