the kind of mom i want to be...

One day a mother

Come to a prison

To see an erring

But precious son

She told the warden

How much she loved him

It did not matter

What he had done

~

Chorus:She did not bring to him

Parole or pardon

She brought no silver

No pomp nor style

It was a halo

Sent down from heaven

The sweetest gift

A mother's smile

~

Her boy had wandered

Far from the far side

Though she had pleaded

With him each night

But not a word did

She ever utter

That told her heartaches

Her smile was bright

(Repeat Chorus)

She left a smile

You can remember

She's gone to heaven

From heartache's free

Them bars around you

Will never change her

He was her baby

And er'e will be

(Repeat Chorus)

It was a halo bright

Sent down from heaven's light

The sweetest gift

A mother's smile

that's the kind of mommy i want to be, now and 50 years from now. as kids, we know that our parents love us no matter what, but it's not until we have our own that we fully understand the unconditional love of a parent for child. sure, it's easy to love our little ones when everything is going smoothly, but it's when things get rough that we see just how much we love them- it's overwhelming. as we enter the terrible two's our patience is about to be tested to the limit, and once we hit the teen years, we'll be tested again. looking back at my teen years, i don't think i could have given me the kind of love that my parents did, and now i understand how they could. i'd do anything for my babies and i hope that i can be the kind of mommy that will leave a good impression on their lives. sometimes i really doubt my abilities as a parent (don't we all?) and i wonder just how the mom in the song did it, what she went through... and then i realize that even as she looks at her grown son from the other side of those bars that she still sees that tiny innocent baby she held so many years ago and she still feels that overwhelming love for him.
so, here's to my babies: cole, you're funny, sweet, sometimes too smart for your own good and even downright squirrelly, but you're my baby boy and i couldn't love you more! madison: my daughter, my baby- i'm still getting to know you and i love you oh so much.