Last Mother’s Day wasn’t spent in the typical way of previous years.
Usually, the hubby and kids attempt to make sure I don’t cook and that I certainly don’t do any dishes. We go to church and possibly attend lunch with the church family afterwards. Then, weather permitting, we celebrate the day in the great outdoors. If it happens to rain, we might go for a drive or make other special plans.
Not last Mother’s Day. Last Mother’s Day, I stayed home with Teen1 while Teen2 and Hubby went to church. I was caring for Teen1 as he was recovering from minor surgery just two days before.
As I sat with him on the couch watching WallE, I thought about what a typical Mother’s Day looks like. While the focus wasn’t on celebrating me that year, I was doing exactly what I was called to do. I was being a mom.
Watching him lie there, my thoughts drifted to other moms who weren’t having a typical Mother’s Day.
I thought about moms who were nursing very sick children and moms who were visiting grave sites mourning lost children.
I thought about moms who had carried babies but never held them. I thought about moms who would never feel life growing in their wombs.
I thought about children who had lost their moms.
I thought about children who grew up without a mom. I thought about people who, through abandonment, abuse, or other painful situations, wished they had a different mom.
You see, some don’t ever experience a typical Mother’s Day.
Some never will.
Last year, my heart ached for them.
So this year, if you are being celebrated for the beautiful mother that you are, that is truly wonderful. I hope that you are doubly blessed and celebrating your own precious mother.
In our joy, however, let us step away from our celebrations of love to remember those who find this day anything but joyful.
Is there someone in our life that we could bless this Mother’s Day?
Can we think of anyone who may be struggling with what this day means to them? What can we do for them today to make sure that they feel loved and appreciated? A note? A phone call?
I don’t have all the answers. I just know that, for some, this day is really, really hard.
Let us resolve, this year, to reach out to one of them and share just a little bit of our joy. After all, the blessed life is meant to be shared, isn’t it?
Happy Mother’s Day to all the moms out there.
Happy Mother’s Day to all of you who are hurting today. Our thoughts and prayers are with you. Your pain is not forgotten, even in the midst of our joy.
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