There is nothing in the world quite like the moment when a woman holds her child for the first time.  Whether that moment happens in a hospital, an orphanage, an airport or at home; something magical happens.  We reach out our arms as whole, self-sufficient women and once we hold our child, we instantly melt into the most utter and complete love we never knew existed.  There is nothing like the first time we see our child, hold our child and feel the warmth of their small breath on our cheek.

 

Motherhood is a privilege, a gift and the greatest of blessings.  It’s early morning giggles as we pray for five more precious moments of sleep.  It’s having that marvelous mommy magic that makes the hurt go away with just a little kiss on the boo-boo.  It’s knowing the difference between hungry and tired, just from the sound of a cry.   Mothers come in all shapes, sizes and senses of humor.  We are runners, professionals and volunteers.  We are problem solvers and sock finders and always ready with a smile and a hug.  Moms are the safe place to run to when the world feels overwhelming and the hand we hold to feel brave.

 

Moms are heroes who sacrifice their time, talent, energy and freedom for their children.  Moms love without condition and laugh without reserve.  We are expert tent makers, cake bakers and storytellers.  We are history keepers, scrap-bookers, and chauffeurs.  We are nose wipers, bottom cleaners and hair brushers.   We are teachers, counselors and confidantes.  We are mothers.

 

We mother our own children and we mother those around us whenever they need us.  We mother our friends, their children, our extended family and even our spouses.  Mother is more than a noun, at it’s best, mother is a verb.

 

So Happy Mother’s Day to all the moms who make our world a little more tolerant, kind and especially, more loving.  Thank you for the little bit of heaven you bring to earth each day.  Never forget that you are a hero and the lucky recipient of the world’s most precious jewel: the completely unconditional love of a child.

 

May you always keep your face to the sun, so that all shadows will fall behind.

 

Marilynn

 

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