Mother’s Day is everyday
Mom is my favorite title
Grandma (BB) is my newest title
Every year on a Sunday in May, the world celebrates Mother’s.
We attend church together.
I watch my daughter be a Mommy.
I watch friends with their new son
It’s no secret I do not like Mother’s Day, the holiday.
It opens wounds for women as they struggle with infertility or the loss of a child. Some children no matter how old no longer have a mother to celebrate It pours salt in the wounds that are already bleeding .
The teaching yesterday was spot on for me. We have been learning about Noah. Yes, Noah was the hero of the story but what about the people behind the scenes? What about Noah’s wife and children? What if Noah’s wife, who is not mentioned, said “no way” to the ark?
You, we, me……do not have to be there hero of the story. You, we, me can be the support. You, me, we can be behind the scenes. As I watch the Moms in my life be the support, I’ve always known the importance, however yesterday teaching brought it back to the forefront.
My Mom, so quiet but so strong. Always the helper. Always the supporter.
My daughter, new Mommy, strong and resilient. Cares for another human being no matter.
Me, the faithful helper. Half of an amazing team. Mom to many. Some blood and some not.
My tribe, I watch and do life with women who continue to be the best Mother’s they can be. They fight for their kids and leave them at the cross more than once. They question decisions and forward motions of their kids. I stand next to strong powerful women of God who propel motherhood into another level of greatness.
I will continue to celebrate mother’s everyday.