Mother’s Day Thoughts & Wishes

Motherhood almost sounds like a tangible thing.

But it’s the gift of an experience, really.  A very blessed period of time, I feel.  A time which, once started, never really ends. It is seasons, that are always changing, as our children grow and evolve in their needs of us.

Motherhood is collectively, moments.

 

My days, like all mothers of young children, are chock-full of motherhood moments. Sometimes, it’s helping my children do something.  Other times it’s teaching them, conversing with them, interacting or playing with them, or listening or watching them by their request. And still at other times, it is spent providing for them, or recording their childhood days for them, in some form or another.  My days are filled with planning their day, their week, their year – their lessons, activities, or meals.  It is spent building their creations and masterpieces with them, or more importantly, their character; to grow in being the person God created them to be. And sometimes my motherhood moments are lived just by being nearby – serving as a security of my presence, in case they need me.  All moments, just being a mother.

Being a mother never really ends. Even once a mother passes, they live on as a mother – in the hearts and minds, and MEMORIES of their children.  I know this, because all I have left of my own mother, is memories. That is what makes living the moments so important, and making the most of them, while we can. Our mothers will pass on eventually, and moments pass by in real time.  But the moments themselves never, ever die, but live on as memories in our minds and in our hearts.

 

So if you’re blessed to still have your mother here with you on earth this Mother’s Day, and you are able to give her a hug, do it.  And don’t do it out of habit, or sense of obligation, but mindfully, and heartfully. Tell her you love her. Consider telling her what she means to you in your life. Tell her thank you.  Take in the moment.  It’s another moment to live in, soon to be transformed into a memory, that you’ll want to hold on to.

It’s quite nice to have a day in the year appointed to honoring mothers throughout the world, with such a simple name: Mother’s Day.  Don’t you think? As for me, on this day I will remember my own mother in the memories I have collected, and most likely cry some, for the sadness in my heart of missing her so much, and for the joy I feel as I replay the memories I have kept.  I will ponder the examples I may or may not be setting in our daily life, to help prepare my own girls for possibly one day being mothers themselves. I will spend the day as I always do, with my children, and taking hold of the truth once again; just how very blessed I feel, every day of the year, to be gifted this amazing and beautiful journey, called Motherhood.

 

To every woman, who has ever been blessed in any way, in being a mother:

It’s a vocation.  It’s a blessing.  It’s a gift.  Celebrate!

 

Happy Mother’s Day to all of you!!!