To thank her for all she does seems to everyday for me.......
because it's every day, that she's striving to make our world perfect.
So a thank you sounds too insignificant at this point.
To praise her sounds overwhelming.
Daily, I am told by others, of how blessed I am to have her.
There are many that sing her praises.
So that won't do.
To spoil her, to gift her and pamper her could possibly work.
But no monetary amount could ever measure up to how we feel.
So we just love her.
We cherish her and we adore her.
And we pray that not a single day goes by.....
that she doesn't feel our love for her.
And her.....
Really.....my every day...
is because of her.
Because of her..... I will have a lifetime of happiness.
Because of her, I am loved beyond my wildest dreams..... by the man of my dreams.
And because of her love for me, I am turned off by the term, "mother-in-law."
Because she is so much more than that title could ever begin to describe.
I love you both beyond measure.
Happy Mother's Day.
Kristin
"Mother Like Mine"
She's the sky that holds the clouds
She's the lady of the house
A blind believer in all I dare to be
There's no safer place I've found
Than the shoulder of her white night gown
Oh I've got the best and the worst of her in me
I'd share her if I could
Oh the wars would all be over
'Cause she'd raise us all as friends
And no one would ever wonder if somebody wanted them
We'd walk on grass that's greener
And our cares would all be freer
If the world had a mother like mine
She's our father's one great love
She's the one he wanted most
She's the light in the window of the house I grew up in
She takes the midnight call
She's the bravest of us all
And she sings in the garden that she let's her hair down in
Oh the wars would all be over
'Cause she'd raise us all as friends
And no one would ever wonder if somebody wanted them
Tonight would be easier
And our dreams would all be deeper
If the world had a mother like mine
Don't go away
Don't go away from me
Oh I understand
She is a helping hand
But I have to say
She's the sky that holds the clouds
She's the lady of our house
We all need her
But no one more than me
Oh the wars would all be over
'Cause she'd raise us all as friends
And no one would ever wonder just how much she wanted them
We'd walk on grass that's greener
And the dishes would all be cleaner
If the world had a mother like mine
Oh like mine
-The Band Perry
