So, Mother's Day is just two days away and I find myself reflecting. It still amazes me that I am a mommy. I am so blessed to have this little creature wake up every morning and call me mommy. It is by FAR the greatest gift in the world.
Sometimes I wonder, Would I appreciate it as much if it had come easy to me? I don't know the answer to that question, but I do know this: Changing a diaper, waking up at 2 am, potty training, two year old temper tantrums... all of those things don't bother me. I don't hate any of them. I'm very grateful to have them!
Mother's Day represents more to me than most, I think...
It represents the precious gift that was given to me the day my son was laid in my arms. Each morning I get to see his beautiful smile, I get to brush his hair, I get to feel his touch. I get to kiss him goodnight and repeat the same thing my mom said to me each night before I fell asleep.
It represents the loss of my own mother at age three and how I long to touch her face, or see her smile. I want her to see this beautiful little boy God gave us. Oh how she would love him. How my heart aches for her everyday.
It represents the WONDERFUL Mother God gave me to fill the loss and void of death. The beautiful, unselfish person who loved me unconditionally, took the best care of me and ALWAYS put me first. The person who gave me the courage, strength and ability to go out into the world, follow my dreams and KNOW without a doubt that i was loved and always had a place to call home. The woman who taught me what it means to truly LOVE.
It represents the young woman who gave birth to my son. She did not have to do so. She chose to give him life and made the best decision for him. Each Mother's Day I think of her. I am forever grateful to her for the greatest gift imaginable. I don't think I understood what my mom sees when she looks at me on Mother's Day until I laid eyes on my son.
Happy Mother's Day~
