Monday Morning, May 12, 2014
Good morning,
Yesterday was Mother’s Day, and I wasn’t with my mom because I was out of town. I knew I was going to be out of town, so I spent last weekend with her. It’s not the same though, it wasn’t Mother’s Day. She didn’t seem to mind because I know she is happy to spend time with me whenever we are together. But Mother’s Day is special, and mothers are special, and we should always treat the day, and them, that way. I felt guilty I wasn’t with her and my sisters to celebrate her day, and I know that’s my issue; but that’s because I love and respect my mother and I know I have limited Mother’s Days to spend with her. I say that as I laugh, because she has a wonderful aunt who is 102 and is a fabulous example of the great genes we have in our family, so I know she has great potential of outliving me and probably most of my siblings! I share this with you today because everyone who reads my Monday Morning Coffee has a mother, or had one, is one, or is married to the mother of their children.
There is something about Mother/Daughter relationships, and those who are out there will understand this, it can be a love/hate relationship. The greatest thing is as you get older and more mature it’s more love and less hate. Your mother only wants what is best for you, hard to believe sometimes I know, but it’s true. I’m not a mother myself, wasn’t God’s plan for me. But I’ve raised a lot of dogs, and helped raise a lot of nieces, nephews and great nieces and nephews and a few cousins! It’s the greatest gift God gives us, our mother. It took me a lot of years of maturing (and hearing my good friend Susan telling me) before I realized that every girl and woman has some type of love/hate relationship with their mothers, and the great news is when you decide to grow up and see your mother for who she really is, she becomes your friend and your biggest fan, and actually was all along.
So give your mom an extra hug on the day after Mother’s Day, and let her know just how very special she is. And if by chance she is no longer here, I know she is in your heart.