HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!!

For a long time, I did not understand about Mother’s Day. I had the misconception that it was a special day in May when everybody celebrated Mothers. But wisdom comes with age and over the years I have come to understand the real meaning of Mother’s Day.

Mother’s Day begins with unbearable pain. But this pain evaporates into nothingness, leaving not even a wrinkle of its memory, as a precious bundle is placed in your arms; a precious bundle that will make the rest of your life Mother’s Day.

Mother’s Day–when you are jerked from a deep sleep by a hungry cry from that little one demanding satisfaction immediately.

Mother’s Day–when, after 2:00 a.m. feeding, that precious bundle just wants to lie in your arms, gazing into your face above its head. It will sit there and coo telling you how beautiful you are and that you are the most important person in the whole wide world. Those bright eyes and that beautiful smile declare that spending time with you is much more important than sleeping.

Mother’s Day–when a grimy little hand clutches a dandelion that has been picked especially for Mommy.

Mother’s Day–when it pitches a fit in Wal Mart causing everyone to turn and look and wonder who has brought this monster out in public. God is pointing out that you have a big job ahead and that you are going to need his help.

Mother’s Day–when it breaks your favorite crystal vase. The one that was given to you as a wedding gift. God is reminding you that nothing is lasting, not even this fleeting time you have to spend with your child.

Mother’s Day–when it comes running to you with a skinned knee, because it believes Mommy and a band-aid can fix anything.

Mother’s Day–when the teacher tells you that your child can say all the ABCs and count to 20.

Mother’s Day–when you are called to school for a teacher conference because it has a bad attitude and won’t follow the rules.

Mother’s Day–when you see it pushed aside or ignored by another child. One that it is trying so hard to be accepted by.

Mother’s Day–when you see its heart broken for the first time and there is nothing you can do.

Mother’s Day–when you watch it walk across the stage at graduation and you wonder where the years have gone.

Mother’s Day–when it goes off to college and calls you, leaving the voice mail “send money!”. This lets you know that it is able to solve its own problems–just call Mother.

Mother’s Day–when it gets a job, because you see that it has learned to be independent and reliable and persistent and punctual and all those things that employment requires.

Mother’s Day–when it brings a young lady home saying, “We are going to be married”, because you realize it has learned how to love, and you pray the example that you have set in your own relationship was good enough to serve him in the life he is about to begin.

Mother’s Day–when you see him take the vow to honor and cherish her until death shall part them.

Mother’s Day –when you see him love her and consider her above all else, because you know he has learned to be loving and unselfish, able to put someone else’s wishes before his own.

Mother’s Day–when you see him take his own child in his arms and experience the joy that you know so well yourself.

Mother’s Day–when you smile as he tries to explain the love he feels for this little one. A love that you already know all about.

Mother’s Day–when your grandchild says, “Nonnie, I love you, but I love my mommy the best”, because you realize your son has a wife who loves his children more than life itself.

Mother’s Day–when your child who has become a man puts his arms around you and, calling you that wonderful name, says, “I love you, Mother!”

Now tell me, Who says that Mother’s Day only comes in May?