Mother's Day

This Mother's Day is different, special, new in so many ways. My first reaction is to be sad. I don't get to call my mom and wish her happy Mother's Day. This is the first time for that. I can think about all of the opportunities that I missed. Things that I wished I had told my Mom or chose to do with her or for her. Yes, I will take personal inventory of why I miss my mom and what I think of myself and our relationship, but not on here. I will cry quietly on Sunday as I miss her during worship services, but I will also listen to my children and tend to their needs as my mother taught me. I will choose to allow her to live on in my head. When I hear myself saying something that she said to me a thousand times (and I finally got it on the 1,001th time), I will know that my memories of her will be shared with my children. I will choose to look forward and plan for being the Mother that I am and who I would like to be for my children. I will bring with me the happy memories of my childhood and pray for the safety and joy that my children will experience. I accept that I will not be a perfect mother and I am going to pray for God to guide them in the places where I fail.



Now for the special and new. My sister's and I are all Mothers on this Mother's Day. (Last year Christa was pregnant, but Michaela came out at the end of May, so her Mother's Day this year will be different.) We will have more Mother's Day joy as this connection between us grows. I look forward to being Mother to our children, and I will accept the love that they give me everyday.