There won’t be any biking today as I traditionally do on Mother’s Day, as the ground is coated with about 5″ of white fluff and the trees are several feet shorter under the weight of the snow. It looks like we went from spring back to winter here in Colorado. But it’s beautiful, I’ll give it that.
To all the mothers, step-mothers, grandmother’s in the role of mother, women who have found their role as mother in any other way, conventional or not, and to all the men who have had to play dual roles, one of mother:
Here’s wishing you an amazing, beautiful day to celebrate the little ones–or not so little–that you nourish, love, guide, teach, and “mother.”
And thank you to my boys, Benjamin and Alex, who have made me the most grateful, blessed, and happy mama I could ever hope to be. My life has been beyond beautiful–and never boring 🙂 –because of those two amazing boys who have turned into amazing men. I couldn’t be more proud!
“God could not be everywhere, and therefore he made mothers.” ― Rudyard Kipling
Twenty-three years ago today, March 17th, and twenty-six years ago on March 25th, were two of the best days of my life. The day my boys were born were the days I learned what it means to love completely and unconditionally. Each day spent with my boys from that day forward has been a “best” day.
When my boys were born, I began writing in a journal for each of them, each entry a love letter, that they may never have a single doubt ever in their lifetime about how much they are loved. That they may never for a second doubt their worth. And still, though they’re no longer little boys, there are days when I feel the overwhelming need to express my love, my gratitude to them, and for them, in a love letter that will someday find its way to them.
Every day as mom to these two amazing young men has been a magical journey, one with the most joy and laughter and also the biggest tears. When they’re happy, my heart rejoices. When they’re sad, my heart breaks. I’ve never worried more and I’ve never laughed more. And I wouldn’t trade a single moment of any of those experiences for anything else in the world.
A phone call out of the blue, a random text, hearing their voices say “I Love You, Mom,” and reading and re-reading the cards their little hands have made for me over the years, is the gift that keeps on giving. Over and over and over. And never grows old.
So on the day they were born, the day they celebrate another year older, I celebrate another year of having the privilege of being their mother. Another year of “best” days.
The Week’s Top Three:
3.) A brilliant pink cloud hanging in the evening sky. God’s hand print.
2.) Learning limits on what I can take on and how to say “no” so as not to take away from my family, writing time, or recovery maintenance.
1.) Watching both of my boys working in my older son’s garage, interacting with each other, talking and laughing. My heart swells with so much love I think it will explode. 🙂
What’s on your list?
“As each day comes to us refreshed and anew, so does my gratitude renew itself daily. The breaking of the sun over the horizon is my grateful heart dawning upon a blessed world.” ~Terri Guillemets
My top three for the week:
3.) Watching my 22-year-old son play in a soccer tournament. I love to watch him play. His speed, skill and agility are delightful to watch and I’m so proud of him.
2.) Opening the door one evening to find my 25-year-old son and my 16-month-old granddaughter standing there, both smiling from ear to ear. Sheer delight!
1.) A heartfelt, meaningful conversation with one of my boys on life and relationships. Being a mother–and grandmother–truly is my greatest joy.
I would love to hear what you’re grateful for. 🙂
And now it’s back to my last week of camp, (camp NaNoWriMo) to get some serious writing in and pack things up. What a fun and productive month it’s been!
Back off to the wilderness.
My top three for the week:
3.) My faith giving me confidence that my dear friend Guy is home with Jesus after a long, brutal struggle with liver cancer. He’s home and free.
2.) Amazing friends who make the journey of life so much sweeter.
1.) Unhurried time and conversation with each of my boys individually, talking about anything and everything, as laughter and hugs abound. I’m so blessed to have my boys! They are so good to their mama. 🙂
“The most beautiful necklace a mother can wear is not gold or gem, but her child’s arms around her neck.” –Author Unknown
What tops your list for the week?
Top three things I’m especially grateful for this week:
1.) The warm glow of lamplight and the soft flicker of candlelight on a cold evening.
2.) The soothing absence of sound and bright light after a period of sensory overload.
3.) My two grown sons on a trip together in Las Vegas, spending good quality time with one another. Makes my heart proud.
Please share what you’re grateful for this past week. 🙂