Friday, May 9, 2014

Five Minutes of Grateful

Linking up with Five Minute Friday today, and here's the deal-

Tell your inner critic to hush, then write for 5 minutes flat for pure unedited love of the written word. Then hop over to the party hosted by Lisa Jo Baker, and add your link to the list. Be sure and leave a comment for the writer who linked before you, because that's the neighborly thing to do.

Today's prompt-grateful

Five Minute Friday

I was thinking this morning about the mothers in my family. About how grateful I am for knowing them.  How each one brings something into my life that makes me want to be a better woman-mother-sister-daughter-friend. 

My mom. The person who has always been right there. In the kitchen. Sitting on the side of my bed. At the other end of the phone. In my head. There is something to be said about a mother who is always there. The sureness of her seeps into my soul and cements itself there. I feel safe.  

My mother-in-law. She'll send me a card this week telling me I'm wonderful, because that's how she rolls. She encourages me. Makes me believe I'm the person she says I am. A mom who appreciates the way I've mothered my daughters, and who says so. I feel invincible.

My big sister. A heart as wide as two arms can stretch. Then stretch a little wider. Open and loving. Funny. Easy. The one I can tell what's in the deepest part of my heart and know she won't judge. With her I'm me. I feel real.

My little sister. Juggling approximately 100 balls. Smart. Accomplished. My partner in crime when I was small, a tiny treasure that remains permanently lodged in my heart. She came to motherhood late in life, and helps me remember all the crazy joy that fills the growing years. I feel wonder.

Hubs sister. My sister in law. Calm and thoughtful. Funny. We are both thinkers, readers, writers in our own way. She's intentional, deliberate in the raising of her sons. I feel kinship.

Hubs brother's wife. My sister in law. A mother who has walked through the fire. Who with grace and quiet strength, faced what no parent dares allow even a momentary stay in the furthest reaches of their consciousness. A mother whose faith has been tested in the deep, yet who remains afloat. Who in spite of, sometimes even because of, that fire can still say God is good. I feel peace. 

"No language can express the power, beauty, heroism, and majesty of a mother's love." Edwin Chapin

Happy Mother's Day to the women who have added so much to my life. 
And to all mothers everywhere. 


  1. Hi Joyce! I am your five minute Friday neighbor. I really enjoyed your post. This week I really was surrounded by moms and just hearing all their comments and conversations about their kids. I have a wonderful mom - we did not always get along but she has always been sturdy. Her bday is on moms day and I am so thankful for the beautiful woman she is. May all the women in your life be blessed and may you continue to be a blessing to them as well! Aliyah

  2. such a lovely mothers' day tribute. sounds like some pretty wonderful women in your life and family!

  3. So beautiful! You have a wonderful sounding family! Happy Friday!

  4. Joyce, your daughter's post today made me cry, and now yours has too. Written so beautifully and such a tribute to the women surrounding you in this life. How blessed they are to have YOU!! Excellent.

  5. You're so fortunate to have such wonderful women in your life. I'm glad for you. :)

  6. A lovely tribute to the ladies in your life. Happy Mother's Day to you. internet Friend!

  7. I too feel kinship. Thank you for the wonderful tribute to all the moms in your life, including me! You are a loving, daring mom with two amazing girls to prove it. I am so happy that our relationships have grown even closer in these recent years. I feel blessed.

  8. Oh yes, what wonderful women! Wishing you a joy filled Mother's Day! Blessings and hugs!

  9. What a lovely tribute to the women in your life. Sounds as though you are very blessed. Happy Mother's Day!

  10. After reading this to myself, I simply spoke aloud, "I love this woman!", then read it to Hubby whose attention I had by this time. You do have a gift, Joyce and I do love what I know about you, and that you are so willing to share your gift and yourself with us. You are blessed while be a blessing!