With Mother’s day approaching, I’ve been thinking about the many aspects of motherhood.
There are so many things that get stored in our memories, from the first moment we hold that little one, through all the joys and trials we face as the years of their growing proceed.
I remember being told, “Your first one is to learn with...after that, it’s all the same stuff.”
More mistaken words were never spoken, in my estimation. No matter how many kids you have, they are all different, and each one is a learning experience.
I have to say, though, that my boys scared the tar out of me more than the girls did.
Like the time Jim disappeared.
He was 2. We lived in a small rural town on the last street before it became country.
He was the middle one of the first three of my six, with a sister 14 months older, and a brother a year younger. I was plenty busy with the three of them.
One summer day, I had just finished getting the three up, dressed and fed breakfast when I realized he had disappeared. He had never wandered before but kids will do the darndest things, as that old show said — and I quickly looked through the house. No Jim. The yard and the garage — no Jim.
Beginning to panic, I raced through my neighbor’s yard. Again, no Jim. Back to and through the house, garage, and yard — no Jim.
Now I was really getting scared. Try searching for one little boy with two more little ones in tow. Once more, back down through the neighbor’s yard I went, tears starting and frantic because I could not imagine where he could have disappeared to so quickly.
Coming back up through our back yard, I heard a giggle. Why had I not thought of that spot? I was right in front of our dog house, where our beagle Judy had a litter of pups. Squatting down, hearing more giggles, I found him — sitting in the dog house with a lap full of puppies.
Of course, over the years, there were many episodes to cause concern. But today, they are all grown, good responsible adults with families of their own. Jim today, at 58, has four sons and three grandchildren. His hair is as white as mine. And to think that this is what has become of that little blond, blue-eyed rascal. All I can do is thank God that he was always watching over us.
That was only one episode with one out of six kids. You can imagine how many more things happened to worry me over the years.
What about you? I think so many times we just never stop to thank God for the many times things could have turned out differently, leaving us with heartache rather than the pride we feel in our offspring.
Thursday, the Ladies Christian Fellowship meets 10:30 a.m. at the Trinity Center at St. Paul’s Episcopal Church.
The speaker for the day will be Rev. Terry Mathis, recently appointed protestant chaplain at Pelican Bay State Prison.
Special music, prayer and fellowship will round out the order of the day.
The group’s mission project, the Not Ashamed Club at the high school are preparing for their community “Night of Worship” at the Crescent Elk auditorium on May 25. This has, in the past, been a really good event.
All women are invited to this non-denominational group. Lunch is $12 per person, catered by Lesina Family Catering. Reservations are needed to ensure sufficient food is ordered. To make reservations, or for more info, call Liz at 707-464-3539, or Bonnie at 707-482-3705.
So far, we have two churches planning potlucks following the Sunday morning services on Mother’s Day, May 13. The men will be doing the work at the Church of the Nazarene, and at New Life Community Church.
The Variety Night at New Life Community Church on May 18 is postponed to a later date. The 18th will most likely be a game night instead.
To reach Martha Williams, call 707-460-3000, or email firstname.lastname@example.org