This Is For The Mothers…

This is for the mothers…the women who have given away a piece of their heart and their sanity to raise a child.

This is for the mothers…the supporters of dreams and the counselors in times of disappointment.

This is for the mothers…the women who have proudly worn spit-up and macaroni necklaces.

This is for the mothers…those who have been bit by teething babies and have bit their tongue with teenagers who know-it-all.

This is for the mothers…those who led by example and set expectations with love.

This is for the mothers…the women who gave up a perfect house for toys, forts, sleep-overs, and a drum set in the living room.

This is for the mothers…those who bandaged knees and the soothed hurt feelings.

This is for the mothers…the patient souls who have held little hands and known when to let go.

This is for the mothers…the ones who baked, sewed, crafted, chaperoned, and otherwise volunteered to ensure the school years were magical.

This is for the mothers…those who remember the days of sticky hugs and pure, unfiltered love because it is written on their heart.

This is for the mothers…those who cannot remember what the refrigerator looks like under all the artwork, school awards, and photos and wouldn’t have it any other way.

This is for the mothers…the givers of life, perspective, and pancakes.

This is for the mothers…the ones who swore they would never become their mother and then found that in many good ways they did.

This is for the mothers…today I honor you.  Happy Mother’s Day. 😉

Day one thousand and forty-two of the new forty – obla di obla da

Ms. C

1 Response

  1. Barbara

    Pure poetry that says it all–almost. So much of motherhood and motherness just can’t be put into words, but this is as close as it comes. Thanks! :)

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