No Such Thing as Mother’s Day
Celebrating Mother’s Day in my household wasn’t the norm. For religious reason, my family did not
celebrate any holidays. But not
celebrating Mother’s Day did not negate the fact that my mother was and to this
day is very special, and dear to me and my sister. Mom never received flowers on that day, any
special lunches nor dinners, any special acknowledgment, gifts, cards from my
sister, me nor daddy. But somehow,
someway, she knew that she was loved not just on that day but every day. And although she did not receive any special
accolades, she still loved and nurtured all of us unconditionally. She taught us all the things that good
mothers teaches, filling our spirits with encouragement, disciplining us when
needed, and taking care of each of our needs as if they were carved in her soul
to abide by.
Now before you start to fret, know that there was many times my family
celebrated. My parents took time to travel and be with one another just
because. But while the world was
celebrating this special day, mommy carried on doing exactly as she had done on
any other day…taking care of us, without complaint…and that is one of the main
reasons that I truly love and admire her.
Love What Is, and Not What Was
No, not everyone is/was a good mother.
For the individuals, who as a child suffered through bad experiences,
abuse and abandonment know that it was not your fault. Take the time to fill the holes of your
broken spirit, meaning take the steps that need to be taken to make yourself
complete. Seek professional counseling,
love those who have been in your life and supported you through the years. Love
what is, not what was!
I could write a dissertation on why your mom was not the mother she
should have been, but that doesn’t matter nearly as much as who you are today,
and the steps you are about to make (or making) to become the complete person
you are destined to be. So do the work,
it will not erase your past, but you’re not trying to do that…you are trying to
build your future.
Physically Gone, but Never
Forgotten
January of this year, I almost lost my mother. What seemed like routine knee replacement
took a wrong turn and almost ended her life.
I cannot imagine losing her! But then I began to think about all my
friends that have lost their mother’s in death.
I am here to tell you that I see her in you. When we go out to dinner, conservations at
work, when reading Facebook post of events or details in your life with your
children and family, I see her in YOU, because those things are only things a
mother would say, teach and do. She lives on in YOU…be proud and embrace
it.
So as this day comes and goes, whether you reflect fondly or not,
whether you are a mother or not, know that that it’s all about love, and one
can never go wrong doing that. Until
next time lovelies…
Peace and blessings,
Phaedra