My Mama Was A Southpaw
But She Was Always Right!
Remembering my dear Mom on her special day. The quote
today comes from a hand written note Mom gave me as I was heading off to begin my Freshman year at Auburn University in the Fall of 1967. It was written on the back of an old fashioned nursery label, in her unmistakable left handed backwards slanted script. I put it in my wallet and have managed to hang on to it all these years, though I don't keep it in my wallet anymore.
It has meant so much to me through the years that I passed
these same words on to my daughter Beth, when she left
for Auburn in the Fall of 2005. I hope it will mean as
much to her as it has to me, and I hope she
might some day be inclined to pass it on.
Recently I ran across the following poem that expresses
my love and appreciation for my Mom much more
eloquently than I ever could.
My Mother Kept A Garden
My mother kept a garden A garden of the heart, She planted all the good things that gave my life a start.
She turned me to the sunshine and encouraged me to dream Fostering and nurturing the seeds of self-esteem.
And when the winds and rains came she protected me enough but not too much - she knew I'd need to stand up strong and tough.
Her constant good example that taught me right from wrong were markers for my pathway to last my whole life long.
I am my mother's garden I am her legacy And I hope today she feels the love Reflected back from me.
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