Mum. Mom. Mommy. Mama. Maman. Mother.
What an incredible privilege to be called Mother.
Nothing brings more joy, more contentment, more satisfaction, more sleepless nights, more heart pain than mothering.
I have 4 adult children now. Where did the years go?
So many memories.
- Dreams of motherhood crushed as we buried our first little girl in Iowa.
- Melissa deciding to be born in Des Moines instead of Iowa City so Tom had to give up his post of Best Man in our dear friends' wedding to welcome her into the world.
- Andrew, born in France during language school. What an absolute blue-eyed, dark-haired charmer he was!
- Moving to Central African Republic where first Lindsay and then Erika were born. Our two "Ouali-Bangui(s)".
Now they are all adults, bringing us so much joy as they choose to follow Jesus.
Melissa arrived in Kansas last night from France where she is a missionary. How I would have loved to welcome her with roses at the airport! That's what moms do, right? Her Dad was awake at 3:00 am tracking her flight on the computer until it landed in Wichita. Her "other Kansas family" joined Erika at the airport to welcome her. Thanks so very much, Beverlins, for making her homecoming so special. That brought tears to this mom's heart.
Andrew is working in Minneapolis, MN. We are so thrilled at how God continues to work in his life and build a depth to his character that only comes through hard knocks. How we love and miss him!
Lindsay is the only one that gets to celebrate Mother's Day with her mom in real life! Our joy-giver. Such a gifted teacher. It blesses my heart to walk through the school yard with her and hear shouts of "Ms. Dorsch, Ms. Dorsch!!" coming from loving, admiring students.
Erika just finished her second year of college. It wasn't so long ago that she was playing Barbies with Lindsay. She's going to be an incredible nurse. What a joy it brings to hear of the godly influence she is having in the lives of fellow students.
Tom and I stepped outside our gate to take an evening walk. Our neighbor goat is a new mom of triplets. Sooooo cute!
One look at the sky and we realized taking a walk was not such a good idea. The dust storm was rolling in.
One of the most beautiful sounds in the world, in a sun-scorched land, is the sound of raindrops on the tin roof. Lindsay was the first to hear the pings. I think there were 259 drops that fell! It did smell luscious.
Happy Mother's Day!