I was thinking…..Mother’s Day is complicated and weird and brings up a whole mixed up bag of emotions that I can’t really explain all that well, but I’m going to try my damnedest.
I’m incredibly lucky to have a mom, one that supported me and was strong and kind and all of those wonderful things. But it’s not just a day to celebrate being a mom and having a mom. It’s about all the mother figures that come in your life helped shaped who you are in some way. They come in strange and wonderful ways that I – and I’m sure this applies to you in some way shape or form too- don’t always recognize
Like my 5th grade teacher that made me stay after school every day to help me improve my English. Or that lady in the washroom that quietly tells me that toilet paper is stuck to my shoe. Or my friend that checks up on me when I’m a little down in the dumps. Or the all the nurses that encouraged and kept me company during my long hospital stays. And even the lady that yelled at me for walking my dog on the sidewalk (her intentions were good…?)
Being a great mother isn’t about having a child (believe me I can list a ton of women that should not have had children) but about caring for others beyond expectation.
I guess what I want to say is a big ol’ thank you to everyone who goes beyond the necessary to show kindness, love, gentle education and even criticism when it’s needed. It makes the world a tiny bit better.