A few weeks ago I spent a Saturday evening at my parents house. We didnt load up and head for home until way past bed time. After I had made the 25 minute drive home, my Mom called and said that I had left my make-up bag at her house.
We had church in just a few short hours at 8am. And there was no way, I was going to church with out my make-up. I sighed at my mistake and told my Mom that as soon as the kids were tucked in, I was turning around to come and get it.
Her reply was,
"I am already on my way."
A little while later, at around 10:30 pm my Mom pulled in my drive way, in her pajamas and handed me my make-up bag through the window.
And that pretty much sums up what kind of person my Mom is. Her convinence and comfort always comes second to those around her. I love her so much and am so thankful that she belongs to me.
Happy Birthday Beautiful Mom.