I wanted to write you this Mother’s Day. I know that you know how busy life is these days with small children in tow, a house to run, a garden that needs tending, and children that we’re teaching. And in all the busyness of life, I haven’t had time to make you anything or find the perfect gift to let you know just how much I love you. But what I do have, is the gift of words. So Mom, these words are for you.
When I first started thinking of what I wanted to say to you, I had many memories come to mind. And a theme kept popping up over and over again. There are so many lessons that I have learned from you in our 37 years together. And these lessons have helped me to become the woman, wife and mother that I am today.
You worked in a nursing home when I was young. I know as a small child that didn’t really mean a lot to me. I didn’t understand what your role was or appreciate how much of yourself you gave during those hours away from us.
What I do remember though, is how you shared yourself and your children with the seniors that you cared for. You showed me how there is a need to reach out and love those who might not have anyone else to do that for them. You might have been paid to do your job, but your wage wasn’t enough to cover the amount of loving care and emotion that you put in.
I remember being a small child and going to visit the elderly. You encouraged us to reach out and shake their hands. And because of this, I’ve never been scared to extend my hand in comfort and connection to another individual.
One thing I always loved about our house was that we could bring anyone home with us. You always made our home one that was warm and inviting; filled with home cooked meals and family time.
You used to bring people home to spend time with our family on holidays. People who had no family around would join us for Thanksgiving or Christmas dinner.
Even though it was just for an evening, they were family and they were welcome. You taught me how to create a home that was filled with love for anyone who entered it’s doors.
You went back to school when you were 50 to become a registered nurse (again) and entered a working force filled with graduates the same age as your own daughter. You had to make sacrifices to achieve your goal.
But you were amazing.
You taught me that we are never too old to chase our dreams. That you can do anything that you put your mind too.
As an adult, I know how lucky I was to grow up in a household with two loving parents who had only ever been married to each other. There were no extra dynamics in our family.
I’m sure that you and Dad must have had your challenges in your marriage, because as a married woman, I know how much work a marriage (and really any relationship) takes. I was never aware of any problems between you and Dad. You stood beside him as a loyal and faithful wife.
It left an impression upon me. I knew that I wanted to be a wife like you, one that stood firmly beside the man that she chose for her husband. And that although he wouldn’t be a perfect individual, I would love him for who he was.
I am so blessed that you have been my unwavering cheerleader and supporter throughout all my adventures and misadventures. But even more so, that you have been there for the birth of all of my children.
Bringing a child into the world is not an easy task. It’s a beautiful time, but not an easy one. You have been there for all those moments of bringing forth my 4 beautiful boys.
And as hard as those days of labour were, they were only just the start of the rewarding, but challenging journey. Through sleepless nights, times of busyness and sometimes seemingly overwhelming chaos, you have been the calm steady voice cheering me on.
You have taught me to be the unwavering cheerleader to my own children. To be the coach in their corner, walking them through whatever life brings their way.
Thank you for always loving me, being there for me, and helping me become the woman, wife and mother that I am today.
P.S. Have you read A Letter to Every Mother ? It’s a great letter of encouragement to moms. Perfect for Mother’s Day!
P.P.S. Do you know what makes The Perfect Mother’s Day for the Homeschooling Mom?
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