Happy Mom's Day!!

YOUR MOTHER IS ALWAYS WITH YOU...

Your mother is always with you...

She's the whisper of the leaves
as you walk down the street.

She's the smell of bleach
in your freshly laundered socks.

She's the cool hand on your brow
when you're not well.

Your mother lives inside your laughter.
She's crystallized in every tear drop.

She's the place you came from,
your first home...
She's the map you follow
with every step that you take.

She's your first love
and your first heart break...
and nothing on earth can separate you.

Not time, Not space...
Not even death...
will ever separate you
from your mother...

You carry her inside of you...

~Author Unknown~

Thanks,Sally! AS a mother,this touched me. and made me think of my own Mom.
I tried callign her and got no answer .I will try again later.
Becky
Three days, 20 hours, 17 minutes and 9 seconds. 192 cigarettes not smoked,
saving $17.21. Life saved: 16 hours, 0 minutes.

"Sally" <nosmokin2atcomcastdotnet> wrote in message
news:aqidncjpPu31orrVnZ2dnUVZ_rvinZ2d@comcast.com. ..
> YOUR MOTHER IS ALWAYS WITH YOU...
>
> Your mother is always with you...
>
> She's the whisper of the leaves
> as you walk down the street.
>
> She's the smell of bleach
> in your freshly laundered socks.
>
> She's the cool hand on your brow
> when you're not well.
>
> Your mother lives inside your laughter.
> She's crystallized in every tear drop.
>
> She's the place you came from,
> your first home...
> She's the map you follow
> with every step that you take.
>
> She's your first love
> and your first heart break...
> and nothing on earth can separate you.
>
> Not time, Not space...
> Not even death...
> will ever separate you
> from your mother...
>
> You carry her inside of you...
>
> ~Author Unknown~
>
>

You're welcome, Becky! My mom passed on almost 13 yrs ago but she's still
with me today. Keep trying to call your Mom....it's a special day.

Love that meter!!

Sally
VOF

"Becky" <sobern2003@nospam.comcast.net> wrote in message
news:QKqdnc56lYq_1LrVnZ2dnUVZ_rjinZ2d@comcast.com. ..
> Thanks,Sally! AS a mother,this touched me. and made me think of my own
> Mom. I tried callign her and got no answer .I will try again later.
> Becky
> Three days, 20 hours, 17 minutes and 9 seconds. 192 cigarettes not smoked,
> saving $17.21. Life saved: 16 hours, 0 minutes.
>
> "Sally" <nosmokin2atcomcastdotnet> wrote in message
> news:aqidncjpPu31orrVnZ2dnUVZ_rvinZ2d@comcast.com. ..
>> YOUR MOTHER IS ALWAYS WITH YOU...
>>
>> Your mother is always with you...
>>
>> She's the whisper of the leaves
>> as you walk down the street.
>>
>> She's the smell of bleach
>> in your freshly laundered socks.
>>
>> She's the cool hand on your brow
>> when you're not well.
>>
>> Your mother lives inside your laughter.
>> She's crystallized in every tear drop.
>>
>> She's the place you came from,
>> your first home...
>> She's the map you follow
>> with every step that you take.
>>
>> She's your first love
>> and your first heart break...
>> and nothing on earth can separate you.
>>
>> Not time, Not space...
>> Not even death...
>> will ever separate you
>> from your mother...
>>
>> You carry her inside of you...
>>
>> ~Author Unknown~
>>
>>
>
>

Thanks, Sally and same to you. The poem brought tears to my eyes. My
mother, while a bit unusual for her time, was wonderful. She's been
gone 10 years now and hardly a day goes by that I don't think about
her.
Sue


On Sun, 11 May 2008 11:47:23 -0700, "Sally" <nosmokin2atcomcastdotnet>
wrote:

>YOUR MOTHER IS ALWAYS WITH YOU...
>
>Your mother is always with you...
>
>She's the whisper of the leaves
>as you walk down the street.
>
>She's the smell of bleach
>in your freshly laundered socks.
>
>She's the cool hand on your brow
>when you're not well.
>
>Your mother lives inside your laughter.
>She's crystallized in every tear drop.
>
>She's the place you came from,
>your first home...
>She's the map you follow
>with every step that you take.
>
>She's your first love
>and your first heart break...
>and nothing on earth can separate you.
>
>Not time, Not space...
>Not even death...
>will ever separate you
>from your mother...
>
>You carry her inside of you...
>
>~Author Unknown~
>
>

You're welcome, Sue.....it's the same for me, too. Would be so nice to be
able to pick up that phone and talk to her again that's for sure! But she
isn't suffering anymore and that's what counts. Enjoy your day!

Sally

"Sue" <sebrady@thegrid.net> wrote in message
news:rdie24lqcsgcijc097mepj09q43599h5m7@4ax.com...
> Thanks, Sally and same to you. The poem brought tears to my eyes. My
> mother, while a bit unusual for her time, was wonderful. She's been
> gone 10 years now and hardly a day goes by that I don't think about
> her.
> Sue
>
>
> On Sun, 11 May 2008 11:47:23 -0700, "Sally" <nosmokin2atcomcastdotnet>
> wrote:
>
>>YOUR MOTHER IS ALWAYS WITH YOU...
>>
>>Your mother is always with you...
>>
>>She's the whisper of the leaves
>>as you walk down the street.
>>
>>She's the smell of bleach
>>in your freshly laundered socks.
>>
>>She's the cool hand on your brow
>>when you're not well.
>>
>>Your mother lives inside your laughter.
>>She's crystallized in every tear drop.
>>
>>She's the place you came from,
>>your first home...
>>She's the map you follow
>>with every step that you take.
>>
>>She's your first love
>>and your first heart break...
>>and nothing on earth can separate you.
>>
>>Not time, Not space...
>>Not even death...
>>will ever separate you
>>from your mother...
>>
>>You carry her inside of you...
>>
>>~Author Unknown~
>>
>>

On May 11, 3:46*pm, "Sally" <nosmokin2atcomcastdotnet> wrote:
> You're welcome, Sue.....it's the same for me, too. *Would be so nice to be
> able to pick up that phone and talk to her again that's for sure! *But she
> isn't suffering anymore and that's what counts. *Enjoy your day!
>
> Sally
>
> "Sue" <sebr...@thegrid.net> wrote in message
>
> news:rdie24lqcsgcijc097mepj09q43599h5m7@4ax.com...
>
>
>
> > Thanks, Sally and same to you. *The poem brought tears to my eyes. *My
> > mother, while a bit unusual for her time, was wonderful. *She's been
> > gone 10 years now and hardly a day goes by that I don't think about
> > her.
> > Sue
>
> > On Sun, 11 May 2008 11:47:23 -0700, "Sally" <nosmokin2atcomcastdotnet>
> > wrote:
>
> >>YOUR MOTHER IS ALWAYS WITH YOU...
>
> >>Your mother is always with you...
>
> >>She's the whisper of the leaves
> >>as you walk down the street.
>
> >>She's the smell of bleach
> >>in your freshly laundered socks.
>
> >>She's the cool hand on your brow
> >>when you're not well.
>
> >>Your mother lives inside your laughter.
> >>She's crystallized in every tear drop.
>
> >>She's the place you came from,
> >>your first home...
> >>She's the map you follow
> >>with every step that you take.
>
> >>She's your first love
> >>and your first heart break...
> >>and nothing on earth can separate you.
>
> >>Not time, Not space...
> >>Not even death...
> >>will ever separate you
> >>from your mother...
>
> >>You carry her inside of you...
>
> >>~Author Unknown~- Hide quoted text -
>
> - Show quoted text -

It doesn't matter if Mom's are here or "gone". They are always "here"
in our hearts. Happy Mother's Day to all in our world or in another.
Hugs and love,
Pam