Be sure to give people their roses while they are still here. Let them know they are loved and appreciated.
Before my mom passed, my siblings and I gave her her roses, especially during her last few months of life. During that time, we were intentional about letting her know she was so very loved and appreciated. Y’all, there was no way we were going to let her leave this world wondering. Now, don’t get me wrong, we loved on her before then, but it was nothing like those last few months. Everything was different. Maybe because she was different. It was almost as if it had finally resonated with her that she was actually loved and appreciated. Imagine going through life never truly knowing if you were loved or appreciated. Hmmm… Another topic for another day.
Well, unlike Momma, I don’t have to wonder. I know my two love me. I feel it through their actions. Not through receiving material things like physical roses or gifts, but through their affection and words of appreciation, affirmation and gratitude. Yes, I am one loved mother. Smiling
Not only am I grateful for my roses from them, but also from others. I am so grateful for those who pour into me and let me know that I am appreciated and loved. I receive, accept, and appreciate my roses.
Hmmm… Maybe that’s the key. Roses must be accepted after received. Again, another topic for another day because I haven’t always accepted my roses, either.
Anyhoo… If you are reading this, please accept your roses. Please know that you are truly appreciated and loved. Thank you so much for taking time from your day to drop in and visit my world. In Tupac’s words, you are appreciated. Sending you virtual hugs. Praying God blesses you many, many times over. Love you!♥️
Last night I watched the movie, “Malcom and Marie,” which was a 2-hour dialogue between a couple who had just come home from an awards ceremony. Malcom had won an award for a movie he produced about a 20 year old model/aspiring actress who had overdosed on drugs. Marie.. well.. I don’t care how many ways Malcom tried to spin the story.. Marie was his inspiration behind the movie. I’m not going to give away too much of the movie. I want to give you a chance to watch it because, I don’t know about you, I hate spoilers. So, I’ll just leave you with this:
Most women are nurturers. When we love someone, we tend to put their needs and feelings before our own. From the macaroni scene, to stifling her feelings, until the end, Marie was that woman. But did Malcom notice? Do men notice? Like Marie, most of us suppress our feelings, smile and keep going like we’ve never been hurt or bothered. Is it right? Heck, no! But it’s what we do. It’s who we are. Like most women, Marie didn’t want to steal Malcom’s shine. She just wanted to feel appreciated.
Hmm… Wonder what would happen if we started putting ourselves first?
Women, nurturers, Queens, thank you for your selfless acts of love. For acts that go unnoticed. For the things you do that are second nature. Thank you for holding households together while trying to maintain your own sanity. Thank you for your unconditional love. Thank you for loving hard even when it’s hard to love. Thank you for pressing forward through your tears. Thank you for being that rock. Thank you for the sacrifices you make so that others can excel. Thank you for being you. In my Tupac voice, “You are appreciated!”
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