Happy Mothers Day to my Mama Marylee. I love you such crazy amounts. I am so grateful for your faith and your never ending courage. You are an amazing example of not only how I should strive to be as a mother, but how I should strive to be as a daughter. The care you gave grandma for years on end was such beautiful selfless love. I am so thankful I got to witness it. You are such a great example of who I should strive to be as a woman. I thank God every single day for the hand He had in all our lives. I am so glad that God answered your prayers 30ish years ago {give or take a few} for a baby to love. I am truly so blessed that baby was me. THANK YOU!

To celebrate these two super special women in my life I’ve written a poem. Love you both!!

Two strong women impacted my life

From the very start.

God joined these women together,

Placed a common thread between their hearts.

In one so young, He created a life,

A beautiful baby girl.

In the other, He placed a longing in her heart

Weighing it heavily on her soul.

The first, heartbroken and confused but faith strong,

Knew the baby wasn’t hers to raise.

She watched as the baby was taken from her arms,

And knelt down to God in praise.

As tears rolled down her face,

Filled with a void and so many fears.

She knew the choice was Gods will,

And was so wise beyond her years.

The second, so hopeful with faith strong,

Asked God for a baby to love.

When the sweet girl was placed in her arms

She knew it was a gift directly from above.

Her eyes welled with tears,

looking at the new life entrusted to her care.

“I’m going to raise you with lots of love”, she said,

“enough that you can share.”

There were tears full of sadness

As one young mother’s heart wept.

There were cries of gladness

As one mother’s heart leapt.

Two very different woman,

With a common selfless heart.

Each asking for God’s guidance,

Following it from the start.

These two special women,

They are forever joined heart to heart

By the same awesome God,

That has been there from the start.