Sunday, May 13, 2018

On Being a Mom

              Wonder of wonders, over the last few days, I have spent a lot of time thinking on being a mom.  Becoming a mother is, I think, the singular defining moment in the life of a mother. It is the moment when EVERYTHING changes...the universe shifts...the boundaries change...the ability to love expands exponentially.  It is a true gift. It's like getting all the good things, all at once. It is maddening. It is rewarding.  It is terrifying.  It is soul cultivating.  It is heartbreaking.  It lifts you so high, that you never return both feet to the Earth.
    Truth be told, not every mom is a great at being a mom.  Still, I am hard pressed to think of an instance where a mother has not, at least, tried to love her child in the best way she knows how.  Relationships between a mother and child can be complicated and complex.  Thank heavens, I never felt that way about my relationship with my mom or my children.
     My mom made it look easy.  It came naturally to her. She was a nurturer by nature... a friend to all...a mother to three...like a mother to many.  She had a clear and simple vision of what it meant to be a good mother. She raised three children to know in their hearts what was the right thing to do. She stressed family and faith.  She lived by example, always putting others before herself. The highest complements I have ever received are when I have been told that I remind someone of my mother.  This means I must be warm, kind, thoughtful, funny, compassionate, patient, unselfish, inclusive, moral and loving.
   I can only hope that my children feel the same way about me. I think I'm on the right track. At any rate...it's a work in progress.