Tomorrow is Mother’s Day………. what does it mean to you?
A lazy day?
Breakfast in bed?
It’s no secret I’m not a fan of “card holidays.” The holidays when the stores have special sections just for that day. When there are expectations of gifts or cards or special treatment on a specific day. Bahumbug?
When is Mother’s Day for me? It’s every day but there are some days that stand out.
33 years ago when I became a Mom
31 years ago when I had a miscarriage at 4 1/2 months pregnant
Almost 30 years ago when our son was born
2 years ago when I became a BB (grandmother)
The days I spend time with my Mom. I watch her at the beautiful age of 83. She is healthy and spirited. She has recently painted her entire deck. It’s a huge deck!! She has a giant servants heart. She is a caretaker and sees the needs of others before herself every single time. I’ve watched her have more good days than bad since Dad left.
I aspire to be like her.
The days I spend time with my daughter. I watch her be a Mom. She’s so dedicated to her job. The job of being a mother and a wife. She’s a teacher and a student at the same time. She shares with her son all of her knowledge and she gathers knowledge from books and from Gods Word. She goes to mass almost daily with a 2 year old and rarely asks for help. I watch her be humble in spirit and dedicated to her family.
I aspire to be like her.
The times my son calls. We live in different cities but when we chat, it feels like he’s in the same room. We are different and alike in so many ways. I watch as he is a learner. I listen to him as he speaks so fluently of his passions. I watch as he turns into Uncle Kyle as soon as he sees Jack on the phone screen or as he walks in the door. I watch as he cares for others. Always putting them first and sometimes struggling because he’s put himself last. I see his dad in him and that makes me smile.
I aspire to be more like him.
When my friends and I trade kid/grandkids stories. We are mostly the same age and in the same seasons of life. We have grown children and have grandchildren. We share the good and the not so good. We lift each other up when needed and maybe get put in our place when we are out of line. I listen as they care for their families and cry when they struggle. We laugh at the silly and share pictures that no one else see.
I’m so grateful for my friends
I share my life with him. He is the other half to me the Mom. He helped make me the Mom who I am so many years ago and today.
On this Mother’s Day weekend, I celebrate you, the Moms, the women who would do anything to be a Mom, the tired and over worked Moms, the women who will always be a Mom even though their child has gone on before them, the Moms who don’t or can’t see their children, the scared Moms, the abused Moms, the sleep deprived and soon to be Moms, the grandmoms, the adult children Mom, the lonely and sad Moms……….
To all and so many more…….this might be the card holiday, but I celebrate you and me everyday.
May your weekend be filled with the people you love.