Children are the anchors that hold a mother to life.
Today is Mother's Day.
A day we celebrate true and real mothers, step-mothers, mother-in-laws, adopted mothers, mothers by choice and instinct and not biology, grandmothers, and great-grandmothers.
Today I am especially grateful for my husband, who without, I would not know what it is to be a mother. He, who planted the most precious seed that would embody the most beautiful and perfect child I had ever set my eyes on until that moment.
Before this I was just Cari-Lee and it was in becoming a mother that my greatness began to show. That I began to strive for better ways and better days. These two sweet and sassy beings that I have birthed, have made my life a life worth living, worth changing for, worth bettering myself and this world for! Ok, so maybe I can't and haven't changed the 'world' but bit by bit I do my part to influence it in a different direction and it all starts with how I am a mother to them.
I made them a promise that I intend to always keep. I will always love them. I will never abandon them. I will not spoil them and pretend like they are perfect to feel, show and act like I am perfect. I will always be honest to and about them, even if that honesty sometimes hurts, me or them or both. I will always be here for them and I will never turn them away from my heart, our home and my hearth.
Not always do they see me in the light that I wish they would. Not always is it bliss. Some days I want to run and hide away until whatever phase they are in passes. Some days I want to scream and pull my hair out and I do just that. Minus the hair-pulling because, well, ouch!
I will never stop loving them, stop being here for them, stop showing them that they are amazing beings with the potential for all the greatness they could ever imagine, if only they wish and work to embody just that. I will teach them that nothing in this world worth having will ever come easy and that anything that does is a trap or simply not worth the tax on their spirits and their lives.
To all the true, unwavering Mothers out there, today and always, I wish you love and respect, perseverance and strength. I wish that you see yourselves as the goddesses you are. That the wisdom you own and share is insurmountable for these children that have suckled at our breasts or have bottle fed them with grace as they thrive in our embrace. We who take our place in their lives and in this world to heart, who know what it means to give them our worlds. We are raising the adults of tomorrow and there is no higher calling. There is no greater honour. There is nothing in this world that matters more.
Not all women can embody this archetype and not all women should and in this world of broken and wounded adults , we see this all to clearly. But those who do, are the ones forever picking up the pieces for them all, for us all, for this world.
Happy Mother's Day dear ones, who sleep too little, cry too often, scream too loudly, laugh full-bellied, and who hug with an embrace that spans the entire world. I hope you are appreciated half as much as I wish you all were, as I wish we all were.
Have a beautiful day and be loved, be well and remember your worth in this world, to yourselves, to your partners, to your children and to this world.
My mother always taught us that if people don't agree with you, the important thing is to listen to them. But if you've listened to them carefully and you still think that you're right, then you must have the courage of your convictions.
To Mom's Who Just Couldn't Be Mothers
Author: Cari-Lee Miller
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