Right after last week’s funeral, my neighbor lady came to me with another problem. Mrs. Adriana who just had a baby was sick in the hospital with only days to live. Her baby girl was with Mrs. Rubia, her three teen age boys were here and there on the streets until late at night and Mr. Gino was with his wife in the hospital 1 ½ hours away.
I was thinking of my own family, my teenage boys, my baby, my friends at church who just lost their mom (a sister in church who always served and loved others with open arms)…another family with no mom! I sat down at the table and cried for a minute…for their family…for those boys, my kids’ ages, roaming the cold streets with no parental direction and her baby, a tiny little girl 20 days old, not even realizing that it isn’t her mom holding her and giving her her bottle.
Right before Mrs. Rubia came to tell me, I was nagging at the kids to clean up, study for finals, do this, do that…you know, the things moms have to nag about! The kids were grumbling, rolling their eyes and disgusted…you know the things kids hate about moms! We all just sat stunned after hearing the news of our neighbors, our friends. We prayed for that family, for Mrs. Adriana’s health, for Tito, Johnny, and Ariel, our neighborhood buddies. We prayed for Mr. Gino and little baby Luz. AND…We thanked God for our family, for our health, for our “nagging” mom and for all these added blessings that moms somehow provide.
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