Happy Mother’s Day, Mom!
Happy Mother’s Day to all of you moms, near and far–and especially to my own, dear mom. In my family growing up, we didn’t tell each other “I love you.” But I’ve started telling my parents that I love them. Because I do. And I always have known that they loved me, even without them telling me. But still, it’s nice to hear. And although we’ve had a few rough times, there haven’t been too many. And I am blessed and lucky to have a mom (and dad–although this isn’t his day) who loves and supports me, who listens and understands. And there is no one I laugh with more than my mom. Something happens when we’re together, which isn’t all that often these days because we live in different cities, but we laugh together. That is such an incredible gift.
The gift of being a mom
And on the being a mother end of Mother’s Day, this is, I think, the second Mother’s Day that neither of my daughters was at home. Still, it was a lovely day, filled with love and appreciation. My daughters sent me roses, which arrived on Friday, with a lovely not.
I’ve never really needed to be showered with gifts, but the flowers are beautiful, and more than that, it really touched me that they thought of it–and it’s always fun to get a package in the mail (especially one I didn’t order myself!).
A few of the many things I’ve learned from my children
But more important than flowers or loving wishes are the way my daughters have changed my life for the better. They have taught me so much about myself and about love, about holding things lightly while keeping them close to my heart. There were some challenging moments for me as a mom–those early months with Rachel, my older daughter, where she was up most of the night crying, were exhausting. There were times when I just had to walk out of the room for a few minutes because I couldn’t take it any more. I wondered how I was going to make it as a mom. But I did. That’s another thing I learned from my children–how to persevere. I found strength in myself because of them, in honor of them, so I could give them my best.
And nothing helped me remember that we are spiritual beings more than being in the presence of my children–and all children–from before they were born and still.
Being a mom is awesome–happy Mother’s Day!
Being a mother has been the best part of my journey through this life–although my mom tells me that being a grandmother is even better.
I wish all of you mom’s the happiest of days.
Thanks for stopping by.
xoxo
