Labor Day is My Mother’s Day

What is your favorite holiday? Why is it your favorite?

I have great memories of Labor Day weekends because I think of my Mama.

Mom worked hard all her life, and the Lord blessed her with fullness of days. When I was young, she never took off March break to be with me and take a vacation. She wanted that time for me to have a break from school. She took off the first two weeks of school after the summer break so she could be there for me.

Those first two weeks of school were the best. I would come home for lunch break and she would be there smiling waiting with a hot meal. She would fuss over me and make sure my clothes were on straight and they were clean.

After school, she would be waiting again to welcome me home. She would take my books and we would chat.

When she retired with Dad, both would be waiting for my sisters and I to get home from work. If our schedules were different one thing they would always gather us up before work or school and have our family prayer before leaving the house.

Now that they are gone, we still come together in the morning for family prayer. We still have dinner  together every night and chat.

But most of all, every Labor Day holiday I smile and remember Mama taking time for me.