When you think about it, being a mother is the most significant job there is. My own mom, Rita,
clearly understands this… and all amazing moms do. So much so, that my mom’s profession on her Facebook profile is
simply “Mother.” She knows that the job of “Mother” is far more important than the many other things she did and
does with her life.
It takes courage and sacrifice to become a mother. Mine has four kids… and six grandchildren… and she loves and nurtures each one of us. Not so easy if you want to find time for yourself.
In my decisions as a mom each day, I am reminded of how I was mothered. When I am not sure what to do, I trust my inner voice… the one my mom taught me how to tune into. I also trust mom’s guidance. My mom is so present in my daughter’s life, giving her a sense of belonging. The love and attention just never ceases. Mom teaches me still how to see Lulu for who she is right now, and also for her potential as she grows.
Back to her Facebook profile page: it reads retired under “Mother,” and we joke about this, because my mom is actively mothering, always (even if she holds back comment… there is always a reason).
There is no retiring, no quitting this most important of all jobs. I don’t think my mom would have it any other way… and I’ll be bold enough to speak for all my mom friends: they wouldn’t either.
I have unending admiration for my mom, and all the moms out there (however you became one, through whomever you are mothering… and the “mothers of mothers” and midwives too). The world relies on you to show up to this job every day, with love… and you do. It is hard, unappreciated and heartbreaking at times, yet the most rewarding job on the planet.
You are our creator on Earth. You must be, you are, full of grace. You are our life force, our origin, the one we return to, our Only One. The one with deep powers, intuition and the ability to advance our human-ness through love. Without this love, we have no chance, so thank you Mom and blessings to all the moms, and to all of us… the children, the future, held in you.
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