Mother's Day is around the corner. This is a message that was
sent to me via email. I think the message is worth reading not just on Mother's Day, but everyday.
Happy Mother's Day to all Mothers.
is for the mothers who have sat up all night with sick toddlers in their arms, wiping up barf laced with Oscar Mayer wieners
and cherry Kool-Aid saying, "Its okay honey, Mommy's here."
have sat in rocking chairs for hours on end soothing crying babies who can't be comforted.
is for all the mothers who show up at work with spit-up in their hair and milk stains on their blouses and diapers in their
all the mothers who run carpools and make cookies and sew Halloween costumes. And all the mothers who DON'T.
is for the mothers who gave birth to babies they'll never see. And the mothers who took those babies and gave them homes.
is for the mothers whose priceless art collections are hanging on their refrigerator doors.
for all the mothers who froze their buns on metal bleachers at football or soccer games instead of watching from the warmth
of their cars, so that when their kids asked, "Did you see me, Mom?" they could say, "Of course, I wouldn't have missed it
for the world," and mean it.
is for all the mothers who yell at their kids in the grocery store and swat them in despair when they stomp their feet and
scream for ice cream before dinner. And for all the mothers who count to ten instead, but realize how child abuse happens.
is for all the mothers who sat down with their children and explained all about making babies. And for all the (grand) mothers
who wanted to, but just couldn't find the words.
is for all the mothers who go hungry, so their children can eat.
all the mothers who read "Goodnight, Moon" twice a night for a year. And then read it again. "Just one more time."
is for all the mothers who taught their children to tie their shoelaces before they started school. And for all the mothers
who opted for Velcro instead.
is for all the mothers who teach their sons to cook and their daughters to sink a jump shot.
is for every mother whose head turns automatically when a little voice calls "Mom?" in a crowd, even though they know their
own offspring are at home -- or even away at college.
is for all the mothers who sent their kids to school with stomach aches, assuring them they'd be just FINE once they got there,
only to get calls from the school nurse an hour later asking them to please
them up. Right away.
is for mothers whose children have gone astray, who can't find the words to reach them.
all the mothers who bite their lips until they bleed when their 14 year olds dye their hair green.
all the mothers of the victims of recent school shootings, and the mothers of those who did the shooting.
the mothers of the survivors, and the mothers who sat in front of their TVs in horror, hugging their child who just came home
from school, safely.
is for all the mothers who taught their children to be peaceful,
now pray they come home safely from a war.
makes a good Mother anyway? Is it patience? Compassion? Broad hips? The ability to nurse a baby, cook dinner, and sew a button
on a shirt, all at the same time?
is it in her heart?
it the ache you feel when you watch your son or daughter disappear down the street, walking to school alone for the very first
jolt that takes you from sleep to dread, from bed to crib at to put your hand on the back of a sleeping baby?
panic, years later, that comes again at when you just
want to hear their key in the door and know they are safe again in your home?
the need to flee from wherever you are and hug your child when you hear news of a fire, a car accident, a child dying?
emotions of motherhood are universal and so our thoughts are for young mothers stumbling through diaper changes and sleep
mature mothers learning to let go.
working mothers and stay-at-home mothers. Single mothers and married mothers. Mothers with money, mothers without.
is for you all. For all of us.
in there. In the end we can only do the best we can.