This may be a stretch but I wrote the following letter on this Mother’s Day morning to all the wonderful Mom’s in my life. It may not be a town or region but I myself have always felt most “at home” when I am immersed into motherhood…where ever I am. It is definitely my favorite place in the world.
Dear Beautiful Mothers:
It is such a beautiful morning. I am sitting outside with my coffee, and I just told James, I feel a little like a Disney heroine this morning…like maybe Snow White? I am surrounded by singing birds, bunnies, squirrels and my favorite crows (who come to my call each day). Surely, the seven dwarfs will show up soon…
I am thinking about what Motherhood has meant to me in my life.
I feel such overwhelming gratitude today, Mother’s Day, 2018, even though I had to start “mothering” at such a young age. I did a lousy, uninformed job of it with my younger sisters. (I did do a great job of it with Fluffy, the Duck and with Moose, my very first dog though.)
But what I got from that experience of early mothering was my life’s “calling”. I have been a mother, in one form or another for my entire life. I have never wondered if it was the right “job” for me. And I continue to be absolutely amazed that, for a large part of my adult life, I actually got paid to be a professional Mom…to hundreds…a few of whom, still honor me with that title today. Amazing! Unexpected! And what a privilege!
I lost my own mother so young but was blessed to have many teachers, mentors, counselors, borrowed Moms, and relatives who all gave me a little mothering along my path. My “adopted” Elaine/Mom took that job on in such a serious and permanent way, she was my mother for more than twice the number of years I got to have my first Mom.
One of my most important and beloved Mentor/Teacher/Auntie/Moms has been Jean Clarke. Lucky for me she taught me very early in our almost 50-year long relationship, that none of us can ever have too many good Mom’s! So, I have tried to live that philosophy…mothering others when I can and accepting that from others when I need it.
When Michael was in his early twenties, I apologized to him for having to be gone so much during his school years. As a single mom, there were years when I worked 3 jobs and was in school full time!! (How did I ever do that??) He said the kindest thing ever. He said “Mom, it’s OK. Don’t you realize what you did for me? I was never alone. You surrounded me with lots of other mothers to take care of me.”
Anyway, I wanted you each to know I think about you on this day.
Those of you who helped me raise Michael…
Those who trusted me to mother you…
Those who mothered me (and those who generously shared your mothers with me) …
Those in my tribe who still mother me today…
Those still mothering younger children with such dedication, creativity and love…
Those who mothered your children so beautifully, they have now become lovely adults…
And those who may still be waiting for the return of that one kid you mothered who has needed to be so very far away from you…I really understand that one…
But the Mom I am most grateful for today is my daughter’s mother, Barbara. I could not raise that beautiful little baby girl and I had to wonder for more than 20 years what mother my daughter had been given to. Now, I know the answer and what a wonderful, kind, loving, open-hearted mother she is. It shows up in her daughter, our daughter…
I am blessed beyond belief to have my daughter’s family in my life.
Happy Mother’s Day and thanks to you all.
I couldn’t really send out enough thank-you bouquets, so I made you all a slide show from my morning walk. I hope you enjoy it.
Love you all,
PS My sweet neighbor, Vasantha, recently gave me an out of the blue, and for no occasion gift, the very best kind! She gave me two pieces of jewelry she said reminded her of me; a ring (blue and silver) and a Two-Cat pin, complete with moving tails. She wrote a lovely card that said “to one who nurtures birds with broken wings, embraces stray cats, and gives shelter to folks wholeheartedly…”
My motherhood recognized…unsolicited. What a gift!
PS Again-And who would have ever thought at this point in my life I would have also earned the title of BUG MOTHER!!!
Final PS, I promise- Don’t even let me get started on Grand-mothering!!!
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A beautiful post Kathie, happy Mother’s Day to you too 🤗💖 xxx
Mother’s Rule. My dad left when I was almost five. He made it hard on Mother in retribution to some, unknown to me, slight between them. She was faced with finding work for the first time in her life and taking care of three boys (me the youngest) and one almost grown daughter. The result was she worked from six a.m. to six p.m. six days a week (not to mention drive time and prep to open and chores to close) at a drive in cleaners. Then, after hours, sold cosmetics door to door … which meant giving half-hour facials to old ladies so they’d buy something .. maybe. Many times they didn’t. This was my growing up… mom gone, working herself to the bone and cooking a giant Sunday dinner (last the week) so we could have ‘family time’. In all that work, she found time to let us boys know love … unbridled compassionate love and a sense of integrity that has served us our entire lives. My oldest brother Bill, and I are the only two who remain, Ruth and Paul, having joined Mom on the other side. Mother lived to ninety-six and she always supported us every day of her life.
We all love our mothers, as we should. I could say my Mother was special, because she was. But many, maybe even most of us, probably think the same thing about all our moms. Mother’s give life to us. They protect and guide us. They would die for us if necessary. Thank goodness for mothers…. all of them. I know I will forever be grateful for everything my precious Mother taught me .. for the example she set for living life with compassion, understanding and honesty.
Happy Mother’s Day Kathie … and to all mothers.
A beautiful post from you and equally beautiful thoughts from James. Mother’s Day can be fraught with all sorts of emotions and you touched on so many of them with great sensitivity. Here’s to everyone who “mothers”…..we need them
Spring has sprung! It always warms my heart! Cute watering can. Cheers,H