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My mom died today, on January 30, 1999.

I started this site for her just 4 days ago, and now we are waiting for my step father and brothers to come back from Arizona.It will be a long flight for my brother that is in Indonesia. I intend to finish this site, because you taught me no matter what, to finish what I begin. Good night mom, I know you are dancing with the angels now.

Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there..I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow I am the diamond glint on the snow I am the sunlight on ripened grain I am the autumn rain When you awaken in the morning hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of birds circling in flight. Do not stand on my grave and weep I am not there I do not sleep

LET THEM REMEMBER LAUGHTER

by: Marjorie Holmes

Lord, whatever else my family remembers of me--- the mistakes, the tears, the temper---please let them also remember my laughter. Guard me against ever becoming a grim and cheerless mother who's unable to see the funny side when things go wrong..

Lord, keep my laughter on tap especially when I'm the culprit in the case---when I'v locked us all out of the house or the car; when my lovingly molded mousse skids onto the kitchen floor; when I'v pulled some awful boo-boo with the PTA. And when i'v dyed my hair the wrong color, or gotten us all hopelessly entangled in wet wallpaper, help me to see the comedy of my errors.

Instead of stamping and storming, Lord, let me give my children the healing gift of laughter. Let me be a mother who can laugh with her children but not at them, when they're trying to please me or when they're awkward, discouraged or troubled. Remind me to laugh more freely, gaily at their antics and stories. Even though I'v witnessed such clowning often, heard the same jokes before, please equip me with patience and a convincing show of enthusiasm. They need an audience so much, so let me applaud with my heart as well as my hands. Help me to give them the sweet gift of laughter.

The same thing goes for my husband, God. He needs his own cheering section (and goodness knows after all these years his comedy routines are familiar). Let him remember me as laughing more often than crying the blues.

I know that a family means problems, Lord. A family means troubles large and small---troubles I can't expect to be always "smiling through." But with your help no troubles can overcome us. Laughter helps, too, so let no day pass that my family doesn't hear mine.

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