Mother’s Day

Eva always told me she was not my mom when I wanted to do something for her on Mother’s Day. She never had a problem with me being a part of our girls celebrating that day with her, but just me doing something for her. To me, as her husband and the father of our children, Mother’s Day was more important than our anniversary.

We had 58 years together, and I was blessed with a mate who loved me. She did so many things daily that I took for granted and never complained about me not doing something or not helping enough. However, I wonder what our lives would have been like if we did not have our daughters. It was like Eva was born to be a mother and grandmother. Everything else was secondary. We were fortunate to be able to live on a single income and allow her to be home with them.

My career involved long hours, nights, weekends, holidays, and more traveling than we liked, but Eva made it work. She was there for the girls with school, church, friends, and family activities even if I could not. She made sure the kids got the attention, help, and encouragement they needed. Our children made our relationship stronger, even during those periods of challenges.

Eva loved her mom and tried to include some of her mom’s qualities in her life and her faith in God and her service in church gave her opportunities to develop others. I have been blessed by having a great mother who always worked hard for her children and helped us in any way she could. She taught me several things and to be honest in every situation.

Mothers are the glue that holds everything together during the storms in life and the first impact zone when things go off-track. A child will always take their problems or pains to their mom first. The dad may never hear about many of them.

Happy Mother’s Day to all mothers!