Lovina’s children send her birthday wishes
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To mark Lovina’s 52nd birthday on May 22, each of her children contributed short reflections in her honor. We’re sharing the first half of them today, and will share the second half next week.
There are many stories I could write about my mom. I’ll try to keep it short.
As a school-age child, I remember coming home from school eager to tell Mom all about my day. I’m sure at times those silly school stories were a bit boring for her, but she listened with open ears.
I remember helping Mom mow lawn. We would both use a self-propelled walk-behind lawnmower. I enjoyed it. I have always liked mowing lawns, so I didn’t consider it “work.” I remember laughing, trying to keep up with Mom.
When age “sweet 16” came for me, I was overly excited. As most young Amish girls are at that age, I was filled with anticipation about the next step in life. After Tim would bring me home from Saturday evenings at the youth center or from Sunday night singings (as we call it), wedding dinners, etc., I loved to tell Mom the stories of my evening.
Mom and I (and my siblings) have become best of friends over the years of us growing up. As we continue to move on with our lives, Mom is there with us each step of the way. She always has advice and love to give us, and I know she prays for us always.
Now, being the mother of four children, I realize the love, patience, and many prayers it takes to raise a child. My mom is a strong woman! She conquered many challenges that came her way — not just in motherhood, but in life itself. She is a true inspiration and a wonderful loving mom / grandma!
Mom, I hope you have a wonderful 52nd birthday. We love you.
To this day I still ask Mom how to do some of the canning or sewing and I’m married with children. Moms never stop being a mom.
She was a good teacher, if we listened. Some of us could be a little hard-headed — like me when she tried to teach me how to sew. Now I wish I would have listened.
There are a lot of memories with Mom. One memory I have is when Mom sang with all of us girls. She taught us how to sing praise to God.
I also recall waking up in the morning and hearing Mom singing in the kitchen while preparing breakfast. The house would smell like bacon. I would lie there just listening to Mom. I love to hear her sing.
Happy 52nd birthday, Mom. May God bless you. Love you.
Monday, May 22, is my mom’s birthday, so I had all my siblings write a story they remember with her or just write something in honor of her birthday.
I have many, many stories I could write down, but I would never get done. I want to thank my mom for being my biggest support. She is always there for me and the rest of her children — which I know we all appreciate very much!
I remember the days that Mom would put all five of us girls’ hair up for us. Having our long hair combed would sometimes make us say “ow” from a tangle. Dad would always sit there and ask us, “What kind of bird are you?” Mom would tug at our hair a little and we’d say, “Oww!” (Owl). Ha!
Mom used to play kickball with us when we were all younger. Every time it was her turn to kick the ball, I would run in the house and go upstairs and hide because I worried she’d hurt herself. I always looked up to her, and I still do, so I never liked to see mom hurt or do anything that could get her hurt.
The reason I worried so much about her playing kickball was because she did get a blood clot when the ball hit one of her veins one of the times.
Living on my own is a good experience. I see how often I depended on my mom, and I still do. When I dealt with my brain injury, it was very scary to me, and I remember how Mom and my sister Susan were my biggest comforters.
I thank God every day for giving me such a great mom. I asked her what she wanted to do for her birthday and she said she had no plans, but she deserves to have a good birthday and every birthday should be celebrated.
The plans as of right now are to gather at Dad and Mom’s on Monday night to have a birthday supper for her.
Happy 52nd birthday to Mom. I love you.
Lovina Eicher is an Old Order Amish writer, cook, wife and mother of eight who lives in southeastern Michigan. Her newest cookbook, “Amish Family Recipes,” is available wherever books are sold. Readers can write to Eicher at P.O. Box 234, Sturgis, MI 49091.