I hope today has been joy filled and nourishing for you all. I enjoyed a quiet day, reflecting and resting. I took the opportunity to sew with buffalo leather, a beautiful possible bag, while sitting in the warm afternoon sunshine. I don’t find Mother’s Day to be special in any particular way, not as a daughter nor as a mother.
As a daughter, my needs were met in a good way by the very best possible mother for me. My mother, Toni, was funny. She sang with the voice of an angel. She taught me about self-love and tenacity. She crossed a few months ago yet continues to be present in my life – everyday. I still have a quite a road ahead, grief is a life long process. So is the healing. Gratefully, I am recovering myself through the progression of my grief. Her loving Spirit is soul doctoring me.
My effort at mothering resulted in a happy, healthy, productive part of humanity, a good citizen doing good in the world. I am deeply appreciative of the fine man my son is. It is very gratifying to know he is self-respecting and spirited. Richard taught me unconditional love, brought joy into my life and gives me reason after to reason to be well-pleased.
I don’t have any real laments either, about being the daughter or about being the mother. It is true though, I would like it if I could have a do over in both cases. If I could, my mother would still be on this side. If I could I would relish my boy growing up once again. This is would cherish. Since these fancy thoughts aren’t possible, I will be grateful instead – knowing my mother loved me and that she knew I loved her. The same can be said for my son, I know he loves me, he knows I love him. And I am blessed with knowing how to mother myself in a very good way. This makes everyday special.
Many blessings and Happy Mother’s Day.