Being a mom is a lot of hard work and some efforts aren’t appreciated until 20 years later. There are days when it’s a thankless job, but those are far outnumbered by the days when a mom’s heart is so full, it leaks out her eyes. Those are the treasured days and memories.
In a previous blog, I wrote about how I had mothers who weren’t my own, but they mothered me in their own special ways (see Love to Mothers). I hope they knew how much I appreciated them.
My mom was a stay-at-home mom. She grew up as one of the few latch-key kids in the 1940s and 1950s. She hated it so much that she decided she’d never treat her kids that way, and she didn’t. She sent us off to school and was there when we got home. What she did in between was a secret; however, there was always cookies or cake for an after-school treat and the house and our clothes were always clean. Mom cooked lots of great food. We had a regular eating table and a when-company-came eating table. She could fill both the brim with homegrown vegetables and beef. Writing this almost makes my mouth water, remembering all the good food she made. I try to cook like her, but it’s never the same.
Take today and celebrate your mother and all mothers, even those who are no longer here. Their impact is still felt, and there’s no reason not to be grateful for the good influences you’ve had in your life. Hug your mom, and if you can’t, hug someone else’s mom. Have fun with it!
Find young mothers mothers who have young children now and give them words of encouragement. What a difficult job they have in this turbulent world. They deserve a lift.
. . . the older women likewise, that they be reverent in behavior, not slanderers, not given to much wine, teachers of good things-that they admonish the young women to love their husbands, to love their children . . . Titus 2:3-4
. . . when I call to remembrance the genuine faith that is in you, which dwelt first in your grandmother Lois and your mother Eunice, and I am persuaded is in you also. II Tim. 1:5
Amen! I was blessed with a gentle, kind, stay at home Mom. She lived her faith and love every day and passed it on to us to pass forward. Young mothers do indeed need our help and encouragement. Beautifully written, Carol!
Love the way you made 2 Timothy personal. Happy Mother’s Day.