I asked my husband for a new iron and a broom for Christmas. He said no, he could not go back to work and tell his co-workers that is what he got me for Christmas. Too embarrassing. He must have gotten razzed for the year he got me a load of dirt for Mother's Day. (It's what I ASKED for!)
However what he DID get me is better. Kevin found a lovely, soft brown bathrobe. I had been looking for a brown one because it won't show coffee stains. A girl has to have her coffee in the morning ya know.
And the book I have been waiting for, Mother Teresa's letters, Come Be My Light. What a privilege we have to be able to read her writings and learn from her spiritual struggles.
I think Mother is my favorite. I was actually happy at her death because then I could seek her intercession. I understand her. She was a practical women who worked HARD. She was a workhorse like me. Unlike me, she did her work for God and always made prayer come first. I'm working on that.
Mother was once asked if there was anything she was proud of. She replied that she was proud of how well she cleaned toilets. I can do that!