Saturday, May 12, 2012
Thank You, Mom
Did my mom make mistakes when I was her young child to raise? Uh, yep. Is she a saint? Uh, nope.
Did I make mistakes raising my children? Of course. No need to even ask the saint question.
This Sunday, mothers are treated to the tradition of special attention from their children. Of course the day is a commercial jackpot and I don't begrudge the stores and flower shops and candy companies. Moms work at those places and moms need the jobs to support the kids.
It is a day of sharing in a way. I share the day with my mother and with my children who have their own children. I reach out to my mother with cards, gifts, phone calls, thanking her for trying her best with the tools she had at the time to be my mom. I let go of old hurts and resentments long ago. Hanging on to those was so unhealthy for me and hurtful to my mother. Having been a single mom I have hands on experience with the difficulties of working to support a family and having the energy and resources to have some quality time with the children I loved and missed all the hours I had to work.
Happy Mother's Day, Mom, from your hippie daughter. Thank you for knowing I was always following my own music. Thank you for the help you have given me through the years.
Thank you, my dearest children, for the Mother's Day cards and gifts. I gladly accept your wonderful tokens with the belief you reach out to me in love and appreciation and not just obligation or habit.
Enjoy your Mother's Day fun with your own children, my dear daughters.
This is the Circle Of Life.
P.S. My son also honors me on Father's Day, he says that I was both mother and father to him and he is grateful for my understanding the nature of a boy and encouraging him. Pretty cool, huh.