Mother's Day is one of the few Halmark holidays that makes sense. Sure, we all go out and buy gifts for our mothers that are sentimental and we say all those things that we should say through out the year. As a mother, I won't lie. I enjoy the gifts and the appreciation and the fuss... but if they took that all away a simple thank you is enough. It is nice to know that your hard work as a mother doesn't go unnoticed. It is nice to know that somewhere in your children's mind and husband/boyfriend's thoughts that they know, too, the things that you sacrifice for them.
I honestly don't think you can appreciate your mother until you are mother yourself. I don't mean that in any offense to those of you out there who don't have children. There is some kind of understanding that happens when you've been up all night with your baby because they are puking or cyring, when you're up all night working on a project for school that you're kid has known about for two weeks but doesn't bother to work on until the night before, when that little face looks up at you and says that she loves you. You understand at that moment why your mother never threw you off a bridge. You realize how big of a love your mother had for you and then you feel horribly guilty for all the hateful things you said to her when your hormones took over your body. There is something about being a mother that makes your own mother all that more amazing to you.
Does my daughter love me? Absolutely. I understand though that she won't truly understand the sacrifices that I've made for her until she's older. She won't understand why I made all those sacrifices until some little monkey calls her mommy, too. I get that. It is perfectly normal.
So today whether you are a mother or not, go give your mom a big hug and let her know how much she really means to you. They did it for you every day when they did your laundry, made your dinner, fixed your bed, kissed your scraped knee... we just didn't know that all those things meant love.
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