A Mother's role is a complex one. We spend a good part of our lives being caregivers, tying shoelaces, and answering difficult questions (or trying to) regarding life, physics, religion, calculus, how a flower grows, why the pet cat or dog is lost and can't find its way home, why the sky is blue, why do we need food (or sleep), why oh why oh why!!
These are children's questions that require and demand a definite answer, and many times of course we cannot give that simple response. But, our children can teach us that perhaps, life can be simple, and with some thinking, the simple response will come to us. If not then in that moment, but perhaps later, while we are drifting off to sleep after a long day, then yes! The answer for our child comes to mind! But this lovely child is now peacefully resting, no need to disturb, tomorrow is another day. Another question.
And then of course, as we are mothers, we are also our own person. Yes, surprise! Mom had and has a life of her own. She can nod wisely to a friend, another mom perhaps, or a sister, or a good friend, and to the surprise of an attentive child, confusion ensues. Mom has a secret language happening with other Moms! How can this be? She is supposed to be here for me only, not to be in communication with others!
We Moms are indeed quite human, and social, and need the camaraderie of adults around us. We will be even better with the social network of others like us.
So today we celebrate Mothers around the world. Be your own person, have love in your heart, and in doing so you will be an even better Mom. Keeping your children in mind as your reason for being, you can soar upward and teach them the secrets of life, how to get along with others, what is right and wrong, forgiveness, compassion, beauty seeking, and love.
For a mother's love is unconditional, we love our children purely for the sake of loving.
Our love is protective, it is comprehensive, it is enduring ♡
Here is a favorite poem of mine, by Helen Steiner Rice~
A Mother's Love
A Mother’s love is something
that no one can explain,
It is made of deep devotion
and of sacrifice and pain,
that no one can explain,
It is made of deep devotion
and of sacrifice and pain,
It is endless and unselfish
and enduring come what may
For nothing can destroy it
or take that love away . . .
and enduring come what may
For nothing can destroy it
or take that love away . . .
It is patient and forgiving
when all others are forsaking,
And it never fails or falters
even though the heart is breaking . . .
when all others are forsaking,
And it never fails or falters
even though the heart is breaking . . .
It believes beyond believing
when the world around condemns,
And it glows with all the beauty
of the rarest, brightest gems . . .
when the world around condemns,
And it glows with all the beauty
of the rarest, brightest gems . . .
It is far beyond defining,
it defies all explanation,
And it still remains a secret
like the mysteries of creation . . .
it defies all explanation,
And it still remains a secret
like the mysteries of creation . . .
A many splendored miracle
man cannot understand
And another wondrous evidence
of God’s tender guiding hand.man cannot understand
And another wondrous evidence
Awesome poem!! I love you, Mom!!
ReplyDeleteWhat a great poem! I love you, Mom!!
ReplyDeleteI love you too, BrookieBB ♡
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