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HEY and welcome to this little blog of mine!  Ok, this is your last chance.  Are you *sure* you want to venture on in? hehee  Just kidding.  It’s safe.  Mostly. *rubs hands together with glee* LOL!!  :)  There is ALL KINDS of stuff in here… from recipes to poetry, fun stuff to animal activism… whatever I’m in the mood to post, pretty much! 

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 ALSO… I love to write poetry… if that’s an interest of yours,  please feel free to give my poetry a read. I have a lot :) and also a few e-books that I have written, on Scribd, which you can access at this link: http://www.scribd.com/AmyMeridethSwanson   The first one is a collection of my various poetry… about love, loss, life, and all the in-between.  The name of it is “Soul Expressions… Poetry for Thought.” The artwork on the cover is an original design, done by me.  The second one, and the one closest to my heart, is “Reflections of Nature… A Selection of Peaceful Poetry for Tranquil Moments” and it’s chock full of haiku, tanka, choka and free verse poetry.

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Amy

In Honor of Moms

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For all you moms who feel like life is passing you by… you wake up one morning and say “Gosh… am I __ (fill in the year) already?  What have I got to show for my life?”  … the following poem is for you.  I lost my mom earlier this year, I wish so much that I could tell her one more time how much I love her… how much I appreciated all she did for me, taught me, blessed me with.  But I have to trust that somehow she knows already.  This is the first Mother’s Day without her… I miss her so much.  I too am a mom… and I would not trade this wonderful, humbling, joyous task for anything.  Not for all the money in the world, not for all the wisdom in the universe.  My child is a gift that God has entrusted to me… a little soul… a precious life… that somehow, God felt, I was capable of caring for, nurturing, growing, and loving.  I do not take that position lightly.  It is my service to her, and my heavenly Father… it is my mission.  And… I am grateful for it.  For her.  My little 9 year old girl that turned my world upside down and topsy turvy in the most wonderful and happy ways. :)  Her smile lights up my soul like the sun itself.

For those of you who are moms…  for those of you that are blessed and fortunate enough to still have your moms with you… don’t waste a moment.  Hug your kids… tell them how much they brighten your day, your life.  They need to hear that.

Tell your mom how much she has given you… thank her for all the times she didn’t let you do what you wanted. ;)  Even if you had, or have, a rocky relationship with her… you’re alive, and she is the reason for that.  Thank her, and even if you have to be the first to initiate it… make amends.  Live each day to the fullest and happiest that you can.

I did not write the following poem.  It is written by Roy Lessin, a very gifted and talented, Godly writer.  I hope that it blesses you, and please share it with the ladies in your life this Mother’s Day…and every day.

God bless… have a wonderful Mother’s day.  Love, Amy

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A woman once fretted over the usefulness of her life.

She feared she was wasting her potential being a devoted wife and

mother. She wondered if the time and energy she invested

in her husband and children would make a difference.


At times, she got discouraged because so much of what she did


seemed to go unnoticed and unappreciated.



“Is it worth it?” she often wondered.


“Is there something better that I could be doing with my time?”



It was during one of these moments of questioning that she heard

the still small voice of her heavenly Father speak to her heart.


“You are a wife and mother because

that is what I have called you to be.


Much of what you do is hidden from the public eye.

But I notice.


Most of what you give is done without remuneration.

But I am your reward.


Your husband cannot be the man

I have called him to be without your support.

Your influence upon him is greater than you think

and more powerful than you will ever know.

I bless him through your service and honor him through your love.


Your children are precious to Me.

Even more precious than they are to you.

I have entrusted them to your care to raise them for Me.

What you invest in them is an offering to Me.


You may never be in the public spotlight.

But your obedience shines as a bright light before Me.


Continue On.

Remember you are My servant.


Do all to please Me.”

by Roy Lessin