Mother's Day Miracle

Mother's Day was not a day that I would have planned, but it turned out wonderful. The weekend was filled with not very good surprises and news. Family members were tackling difficult times and most plans for fun this last weekend were put on hold. It is always good to have plans that can be adjusted and flexible for situations that are out of the ordinary. This was just that type of time.

When the Sunday afternoon unfolded I had my family near and that is all that mattered. The meal was postponed for an hour later and was prepared and ready to serve right when the guests arrived. One son was on the couch resting while everyone else was gathered around the dining table. It was my "Mother's Day Miracle". Oh, and yes, it did not rain until after the luncheon meal. What more could a mother ask for?

Now that the weekend has come and gone, I sit and reflect about how things played out and wonder about how I even managed to get through. Someone said that it was amazing to see the peace on me in spite of the circumstance. My answer was that it was from a power that was not my own. That power is what generates my inspiration for painting, writing, or just plain living. My life is just like a lamp that cannot be used without the cord plugged into the outlet. I do not use music, meditation, or some outside the body experience for my life and work. My inspiration comes from a source of words spoken and living that have no end. It is the secret to life.

To all the Moms in the world: Thanks for being there!