Blessed By Two Mothers

Blessed By Two Mothers

My two Mothers shared gifts of life and love,
Each in her own way.
One mother shared her life with me,
My other Mother gave me life.

Two unique and beloved women,
Both said, “Yes”,
Though they never met,
Their lives became forever intertwined.

I became the connecting fabric of this Tapestry they began,
Lovingly and intricately continuing to be added to, day by day.
Fashioned to reflect the beauty and generosity My Two Mothers.

Though both have passed,
I thank the Good Lord for the gift of My Mothers,
He must have known that one was not enough,
And so, he gave me two.

Written by Diane
August 3, 2024

My Other Mother

My Other Mother

As a small child,
Even before I could talk,
My parents, meek and mild,
Told me of her,
“You came from another,
Someone we have never met, your “other mother”.

The stranger, your “other mother”, has blessed us,
Children, we could not have,

Her tears and pain,
Her gift of life and love,
Has been our gain.

Our Good Lord had a plan,
He was watching from above,
A new family was now mine to be,
One of happiness, security and love.

Cows and plows,
Track, drama and choir,
FFA, fairs, and dairy princess’,
This was life for me now.

Years passed with many unasked questions,
No answers to be found.
Did I look like her? Did she have red hair?
Tall or short, thin or round?

Birthdays, graduations, and my wedding day came and went,
Five children of my own,
Still, only in my mind,
My “other mother” could I find.

I prayed and asked the Good Lord,
“In your own good time,
Please bring her to me”,
Our Lord is so good and kind.

One June summer day,
The phone call was made,
My “other mother” was 90 minutes away,
We talked and talked, and
Planned to meet the next week.

Months have gone by,
Letters, visits, phone calls,
Tears and laughter started,
Though time kept us apart,
My “other mother” is filling her space in my heart.

Written By Diane