I lost my mom shortly after my son, Eric, was born. It was a time when I could have really used her mothering and hugs and example. Still could.
That, along with the loss of my son in 2003, has made Mother’s Day a bittersweet holiday for me, as I know it is for many women. For most, this day is probably not unconditionally celebratory and filled with an unrealistic Hallmark marketing push of hearts and flowers and families laughing around the dinner table.
Nor is it the worst day, ever. I think most of us fall somewhere in between, with a realization that most moms probably try to do the best they know how to do in the parenting moment. But not all. It’s a challenging role. No one does it perfectly. Some do real harm, which is where forgiveness gets challenged big time.
So, whether you love your mom unconditionally, miss her terribly, have unresolved conflict or grief with her or emotional issues about having or losing children, or have had to too often mother yourself, maybe try honoring the day in a way that works best for you (including ignoring it), and buy yourself some flowers.
Yes. You can do that, too.
I am blessed to spend some precious time with my daughter this weekend and I will cherish that time. I know how lucky I am. She has made me incredible proud of her determined and loving parenting style. No easy task with three spirited boys and spirited hubby.
I have learned how to see parenting in a new way and offer more kudos and less advice.
Parenting wisdom born of age and experience.
Happy Mother’s Day to all you mamas, whatever that looks like for you. I see you all. I know that sometimes being a mom is really hard and unforgiving.
Maybe grant yourself a little healing grace.
Mother’s Day self care.
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