Tomorrow is Mother’s Day. And as much as I abhor these manufactured holidays and the hullabaloo surrounding them, I admit to relishing the time my children always put aside for me on this day. Tomorrow I will go to the beach with my sons. My daughter is traveling on the mainland, but I rest contentedly in the notion that she will be thinking of me. My sons and I will spend simple time together at one of our favorite places with a picnic, away from the busyness that is our lovely lives. Did they think of this afternoon delight on their own? Nope. I told them what I wanted to do and they are happy to join me. And, I’m remembering that the times when one or all of my children have not been with me on this day, I have not waited by the phone for their call, nor expected a card in the mail. I called them or wrote them a love note. After all, they made me a mama! And I want them to know I am honored to have their trust in me and to hold this place in their lives. A place I hold sacred. A place which has catapulted me to grow and stretch in ways I never could have imagined. A place that has utilized my head, hands and heart each and every day. So, Happy Mother’s Day to Sky Jesse, Nell Summer and Bay Parrish. And thank you.
some years back
mothers day 2 years ago
― Donna Ball, At Home on Ladybug Farm
Your words expressed gratitude for being a Mother in the perfect way for me, just as you did 20 years ago on Kauai as a La Leche League Mom, with you when Forrest & Bay were toddlers. Today, Forrest is home at PDX so I could thank him personally for my motherhood. then he goes to SF for a 6 month job assignment. yes they do grow up, and we continue to love being Moms, as they come and go where their lives take them. Mahalo nui loa.