My mother told me so many things that I could fill the pages of a book, cialis sell it and make a profit too. Her wisdom, strange as it may be, has become more true than not with the passing of time, “If I knew then what I know now” often comes to mind.
There’s nothing like a Mother’s love…even when the challenges of that relationship may over take us…when we get weighed down by the “cares” of life…we sometimes forget that things will change. We will not always be able to call out her name and know that she’ll be right there. She won’t always be able to come running…willing to pick us up, brush us off and help us out of the trouble we got in. She will not always be able to push us, move us, disagree with us or make us do the right thing. There’ll never be another one quite like her, the one who has loved us no matter what through thick and through thin; in the good times and in the bad. We celebrate the Mothers in our lives this week. The mother that birthed you may not always be the mother who raised you, the mother who taught you, fought you and loved you.
Learning the lessons of motherhood have been the most difficult and delicious moments of my life’s journey so far. Oh how enormous is the responsibility to be a mother, a mommy or mom and how endless are the hope-filled dreams that guide a mother’s love. The little ones you carried and raised in life will never leave the out stretched arms of your symbolic embrace. The words you speak, cry out and pray keep the strings of your heart continually engaged and the spirit of motherhood renews the hopefulness of each new day. No matter that time and chance may change the way we feel or think or look, we can never change the fact that we came here through a mother’s womb.
My Momma told me to get ready. She was always telling me to get ready for some thing! She always said don’t ever think that its over, cuz it never is. A Momma is a Momma forever and a day. Your children grow into adults. Momma would sigh, and then she’d say, ”…well, some do and some don’t.” And then she’d smile or even laugh out loud. She always left plenty of room as she shook her head with her hip cocked to one side, she knew we’d perhaps become what she always wanted us to be or maybe we’d disappoint her again and again. While deep inside she harbored the hope that perhaps we’d have children of our own some day or be the one to raise another’s child as many mothers do. She hoped and prayed we’d be happy and fulfilled no matter what life’s journey brought our way.
The thing you know will never ever change is this. Although time does pass, children grow up and go away, they sometimes move from mind and thought (at least day by day), they never stop tugging at your heart and in your prayers they will always stay. Because that is what a Mother does. My Momma told me…and Momma was right! I am wishing a Happy Day to all the Mothers, those that are near and those who are far away. Honor your Mother with each new day in whatever you do and whatever you say.
Artistic Director and Founder of
The Conciliation Project & Professor
At Virginia Commonwealth University