Jeannie Rose
There is a wonderful woman walking around on this planet. Her heart is larger than her body is allowed to contain so she's always giving pieces of it away hoping the receiver will care for it as the precious gift it is. She'll give you a piece if you asked, if you needed someone to love you, if you needed someone to care. She'll do whatever you need as she is a giver, a doer, a constant motion of task for the greater good of someone or something. She only rests enough to gather strength to do it again tomorrow. She knows no limit on how much is enough. If you need, she will give. If you ask, you will receive. And if you have the gift of her heart, you know it, you lean on it, you depend on it, it helps yours beat stronger, longer, louder....it is now a piece of your own and you can't imagine what you ever did before her gift of love.
She has a multitude of talents and gifts. One of her greatest gifts is tenaciousness. I've never seen her attempt something that she didn't succeed, then become an expert and then a teacher. I've also watched her just figure it out, do it herself, never to be hindered by gender, age, time, or doubt. If she wants something, there is little that will change her mind. Better to help or just get out of the way. She is a stubborn soul and expects excellence and truth, courage and bravery, compassion and kindness, strength and tenderness, faithfulness and commitment. She is a conquerer of challenge, a warrior for good, a determined peacemaker, a pillar of fortitude and perseverance, a steadfast source of wisdom and patience.
She was an employee with the utmost of ethics and dependability. She is the kindest of neighbors, the most loyal of friends, a loving and devoted daughter, a faithful sister, a dedicated wife, the very best of mothers, and the most generous of grandmothers. She is beautiful, loving, compassionate, warm, genuine and true. Her name is Jeannie but I call her Mom. Today she is 60. To me, she is one of the most beautiful women in the world.
Happy Birthday Mom. I love you with an unending love. You are my bright morning star.
"Neenie" with Colin (1 day old)
2 comments:
Hi Celeste, Your Mom is just beautiful! The tribute brought a few tears to my eyes.
Makes me remember. . . .
Ya. How Beautiful. If she wrote a tribute to you, I'm quite certain she'd use the same descriptions.
Happy Birthday to your precious Mother.
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