“Hundreds of dew drops to greet the dawn. Hundreds of bees in the purple clover, hundreds of butterflies on the lawn, but only one mother the wide world over.” – George Cooper
We can have many, many, many things in life but a true biological mother we only have one. At my age (pushing 60), I have found that having a mother throughout one’s life is truly a blessing.
There were times when my relationship with my mother was rocky if not downright caustic. Mother and I were at each other. She did not understand me and frankly I did not want to understand her. But time has a way of changing things…
Opinions, issues, the ol’ “I am only telling you this because I love you,” have mellowed out. Somehow, I attained the wisdom to let things go, and when it is my children’s time to do the same, I hope they do, too. My mother hasn’t changed…I did. Although having said this, at the age of 92 my mother drives, cooks dinner for us some nights, is an iPad junkie, an iPhone user, and still an untamable and formidable critic.
So, this Mother’s Day I urge you to take a moment to reflect. If you are fortunate enough to still have your mom, reach out. Tell her you are grateful. Let her know that even in the most difficult times, when you felt that she thought nothing you did was right, or enough, you knew she loved you. Find it in your heart to recognize that and feel the joy of having your mother in this world.
Happy Mother’s Day, BuDhaGirls.