Happy Mother's Day

I love Mother's Day, and this year, in addition to all the wonderful things they're planning to thank me for tomorrow, I thought I'd share a few things I'd like to thank them for.

Bill--I remember that it was Mother's Day weekend in 1981 that we decided to get married, or I convinced you to marry me, I forget which. I have to say that you've been the most faithful (and funny) "determined guardian" I could hope for--and the best friend to walk through the worst of times. Thank you for daily showing me God's strength, patience and love.

Taylor, thank you for keeping up with Annie's blog, even when you're on the road in your big rig. We miss your dry sense of humor, kindness and quiet presence around here when you're gone, but we're always so happy when you get to visit--like this weekend!

Peter, I appreciate your big heart, readiness to help in all our emergencies, and for displaying your love for your little sister every day with the ink on your neck: Annalee. I pray that God give you & your beautiful wife, Cris, a healthy baby girl who never has to look at the inside of Children's Hospital!

Andy, you bring life to our house when you're here--there's always something shakin' when you're in town, and we miss that sense of excitement when you're at school. I appreciate your willingness this summer to care for Annie so your Mom & Dad can have an occasional life, even when you could be out carousing with your peeps.

David--thank you for reaching out to the disabled kids at your school--sticking up for them, helping in their classroom, and just being their friend. Your identification with these kids shows the love Jesus has for them. I hope Annie has friends like you when she gets into high school. Maybe by then, you'll be teaching her class.

Jack, thank you for your love for Annie that spills out of every word you say to her. What a blessing to watch you today confidently wheel her all over Costco--she looked like a little princess protected by her bodyguard brother. And, even though the last 2 years have been exceedingly difficult, God has never failed us. And He will never fail you, either.

Olivia, you are the only other verbal female within our four walls, Annie's best big sister, and my right hand girl. I appreciate your nurturing, steadfast attitude, and your tactful way of telling me that the outfit I've chosen for the day looks way too dorky. Where would I be without you? Forever in mom jeans, no doubt.

Annalee--thank you for being my sweet baboo, my little mystery wrapped around an enigma; and my little reminder that with God, nothing is impossible.

Incredibly blessed,

Jean

I have no greater joy than to hear that my children walk in truth. III John 4