Friday 6th of May 2011 07:00 AM
By Kim L. Fritzemeier
KFRM Central Kansas Reporter
Farm Wife along the Stafford/Reno County Line
And so our mothers and grandmothers have, more often than not anonymously, handed on the creative spark, the seed of the flower they themselves never hoped to see - or like a sealed letter they could not plainly read.
Alice WalkerThey feed and nourish and care for us in all sorts of ways and help mold us into the totally unique beings we were created to be.
On this Mother's Day weekend, I'd like to share a bouquet for all the moms and grandmas out there. A few weeks ago, Randy & I spent a couple of hours at Botanica in Wichita.
The day before we were there, the wind had blown 50 mph. While there was a blanket of petals in some of the flower beds, I was amazed at the resiliency of the flowers. They held their ground and survived, despite less-than-ideal conditions.
And aren't mothers kind of like that? In the face of obstacles and gale force "winds," moms help us survive the storms of life.
Sometimes they hide in the shadows and let us shine.
Sometimes they provide that window on the world and perspective that helps guide our decisions and direct our paths.
So, on this Mother's Day weekend, appreciate the beauty of your mom, your grandmas and all the women in your life who helped make you into you.
A garden is a thing of beauty and a job forever.
If that's the case, I guess a garden is kind of like being a mom. Happy Mother's Day to all the Moms, Grandmas and special women in our lives!