She's never pulled
anyone from a burning building
She's never rocked Central Park to a half a million fans, screaming out her name
She's never hit a shot to win the game
She's never left her footprints on the moon
She's never made a solo hot air balloon ride, around the world,
No, she's just your everyday average girl (but)
She's never rocked Central Park to a half a million fans, screaming out her name
She's never hit a shot to win the game
She's never left her footprints on the moon
She's never made a solo hot air balloon ride, around the world,
No, she's just your everyday average girl (but)
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| Heather on her cell phone-playing with her hair like I do mine |
Mother’s Day over the
years has been celebrated in many different ways. For many years we went to
Sunday church and then to Peter Piper Pizza. I can’t imagine why there were
never very many people at the pizza place. We always had it to ourselves. It
was actually kind of nice not to have a big fuss. Not your average fancy place
to celebrate Mother’s Day, but I always enjoyed it. Now more than ever I don’t
like the big buffets or restaurants to go to a big dinner. Give me a good bowl
from Chipotle or a health-mexi burrito from Rubio’s and I am a happy mom.
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| Heather and her phone are inseparable |
She's somebody's hero
A hero to her baby with a skinned up knee
A little kiss is all she needs
The keeper of the cheerios
The voice that brings Snow White to life
Bedtime stories every night
And that smile lets her know
She's somebody's hero
A hero to her baby with a skinned up knee
A little kiss is all she needs
The keeper of the cheerios
The voice that brings Snow White to life
Bedtime stories every night
And that smile lets her know
She's somebody's hero
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| Beautiful unaware Heather |
I avoid Hallmark
right now at all costs. I really try to avoid the Happy Mother’s Day thing at
all costs. I don’t really acknowledge when people say Happy Mother’s Day. I
look the other way and pretend I didn’t hear them. I am not their mother and it
is just something they say along with “have a good one!”
She didn't get a
check every week like a nine-to fiver
But she's been a waiter, and a cook and a taxi driver
For twenty years, there at home, until the day her girl was grown
Giving all her love to her was her life's ambition
But now her baby's movin' on, and she'll soon be missin' her
But not today, those are tears of joy runnin' down her face
But she's been a waiter, and a cook and a taxi driver
For twenty years, there at home, until the day her girl was grown
Giving all her love to her was her life's ambition
But now her baby's movin' on, and she'll soon be missin' her
But not today, those are tears of joy runnin' down her face
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| Wendy getting ears pierced-Heather watches on |
I think over the
years I have gotten used to not having a mother to buy cards for. It is the
fact that in 2008 I had three Mother’s Day cards, three Mother’s Day gifts, and
three beautiful daughters to spend the day with. Now I have two. I am ever so
thankful for the two that I still have, but I miss deeply the third one I don’t
have. Kind of like the Good Shepherd. He had 100 sheep and one day he only had
99. He left the 99 to go find the one he had lost. If the one didn’t matter
then why did he go after the one?
She's somebody's hero
A hero to her daughter in her wedding dress
She gave her wings to leave the nest
It hurts to let her baby go down the aisle she walks right by
Looks back into her mother's eyes
And that smile lets her know
She's somebody's hero
A hero to her daughter in her wedding dress
She gave her wings to leave the nest
It hurts to let her baby go down the aisle she walks right by
Looks back into her mother's eyes
And that smile lets her know
She's somebody's hero
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| All ready for piercing as big sister watches |
In May 2007, Bill was
Philippines over Mother’s Day but had left a gift and a card for me one for
Mother’s Day and one for our “other” anniversary. The girls knew they needed to
step up and help me celebrate the day. I had big plans while Bill was away. I
was painting the entire kitchen, family room and office. He had no knowledge of
my plans so it was a huge surprise when he got home. It was also for Wendy’s
graduation a couple weeks away.
Thirty years have
flown right past
Her daughters' starin' at all the photographs
Of her mother, and she wishes she could be like that
Oh, but she already is
Her daughters' starin' at all the photographs
Of her mother, and she wishes she could be like that
Oh, but she already is
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| Chili's endless chips and salsa |
We began the day at
the nail salon; Jenn was knitting while Wendy, Heather and I all got our nails
done. Heather also got a pedicure. Oh how she loved to be pampered. We went to
the mall and shopped around and I don’t remember when we looked or what we
looked at. But at one point we ended up at Claire’s and Wendy was getting her
ears pierced again. Then it was off for dinner. Where to go? Oh where to go? We
ended up at Chili’s of course for endless chips and salsa. It was a great day
full of fun times for me and the girls. I can’t remember a Mother’s Day where
we were ever alone just us four. It sounds funny now but it really was a
blessing as in less than a year our lives would be so dramatically different.
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| The girls and I at Chili's-it was a great day |
She's somebody's hero
A hero to her mother in a rockin' chair
She runs a brush through her silver hair
The envy of the nursing home
She drops by every afternoon
Feeds her mama with a spoon
And that smile lets her know
Her mother's smile lets her know
She's somebody's hero
A hero to her mother in a rockin' chair
She runs a brush through her silver hair
The envy of the nursing home
She drops by every afternoon
Feeds her mama with a spoon
And that smile lets her know
Her mother's smile lets her know
She's somebody's hero
~Jamie O’Neal~
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