A Day to Remember

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 I had something else for this morning, but today is a day we remember the dead.  Not just war heroes, but really anyone who was a part of our lives and are now gone.  Neither my wife or myself have any surviving members of family apart from siblings and their heirs.  Fortunately, neither of us have lost a sibling, but the oldest is now 82, with his health failing.  That is my wife's oldest brother.  

But today is a day we remember.  I was probably more of my Mom's son that I was closer to my dad.  And as I grew up in the church, we were never geographically close to family.  I grew up apart from either sets of grandparents, so I felt I didn't know them very well.  The church was supposed to be family, but in a way it kind of was, but wasn't.  So, there's no one there I can I say I miss except for my Mom.

So, that is where I am this morning.  My Mom was one-of-a-kind.  She was literally the salt of the earth.  She was the quintessential preacher's wife.  So, this morning is a tribute to my Mom.  My father having been a minister for all his adult life was literally married to the church.  I don't think of my dad as really being a family man.  I think my Mom knew this about him, so she became the glue that held us together.

When God made my Mom, He literally had one mold--and it was her.  My Mom's soul was the kindest of them all.  Which is probably why I am the way I am.  I can be difficult at times, but the model for me towards the opposite sex was my Mom.  Under the circumstances of our home, my dad couldn't have married a better woman than my Mom.  Everyone in the family looked to her.  Maybe I did the most.

My siblings took a path of a miminster and missionaries; not so much because of my dad, but my Mom.  She's the one who raised us, but maybe me the most.  I was in jr. high when my two older brothers left for the service.  I'm still fairly close to one, but not the other.  But I was closer to Mom in her later years, particularly after my father passed away.  And I remained close after my dad's passing maybe more than I ever had.

I'd do anything for my Mom.  And really both my wife and I took very good care of her.  I was close to my wife's mom too, in her later years before her passing in January of 2003.  But in my thinking my Mom was the best.  I think it shows today in how I feel about women in general.  

So, this morning I'm saying that I am remembering my Mom today.  Maybe we think of servicemen and women who served oir country, but today for me, at least, I'm remembering my Mom.  Maybe I've always felt I was her favorite and I may have been.  But I know I gave my Mom plenty of sleepless nights with her worrying about me.  She knew how much I missed my older brothers.  

I think my Mom knew me the best of my siblings.  She gave a lot of herself both to me and my family.  There was a bond with my wife's mom, but my Mom was the best.  She really was.  I wish everyone had known my Mom.  So, if I had a glass this morning, I'd just say, "Here's to you, Mom." But this morning I have a pipe in my mouth as I'm writung this.  And I'm remembering.  Life goes on, of course, and I know where she is this morning, with no tears.  Just a thankful heart.  I'm thankful for the warm memories.  My tobacco this morning is Old Professor, because this morning, I feel like one.  Thank your time and Peace to each one of you.

Dave

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