I think I can speak for many when I say that being a mom is so much more than one could ever attempt to anticipate. It’s laughter, smiles, worries, and meltdowns all chaotically bound together. It’s taking care of another human, better than you probably ever took care of yourself. It is so many decisions, and so many hopes. It’s reflection in vulnerable moments, and soul shaking happiness in others. I think we will all remember those looks of light and innocence in our children’s eyes. The look of wonderment. It is so beautiful. I constantly find myself wanting to soak up every moment of it, to absorb it all like a sponge. Then, I remember childhood is fleeting, but being a mom lasts forever. There are so many reasons to celebrate the mom’s in our lives, but also the grandma’s, the aunt’s, the friends, and all the other people that really help in the village of raising a little human. It’s not an easy task, and there will be missteps along the way, but it is the most beautiful journey one will ever witness. Happy Mother’s Day Mom’s. Your mark on this world doesn’t go unnoticed.
There’s an old Jewish proverb which says: “God could not be everywhere and therefore he made mothers.” Abraham Lincoln wrote: “All that I am or every hope to be, I owe to my angel Mother.” President George Washington once said: “My mother was the most beautiful woman I ever saw. All I am I owe to my mother.” Our mothers brought us into this world and will always worry for us and care for us. When we suffer, they suffer. When we are ill, they feel ill, and wish they could take those feelings away. For all that our mothers have done for us, many people throughout the nation honor them on Mother’s Day. I always loved the special brunches we would go to celebrate our mom; especially, the fountains of chocolate strawberries and numerous food stations. But, no matter how admirable this day was to us or is in today’s society, honoring one’s mother should not be reduced to a one day activity, because mothers provide the foundation upon which we build our lives. Mothers are the rock that holds and brings a family together. I have personally felt this as my mom has always put family first and I know this will carry forward with my kids and generations to come.
I was fortunate to be raised by an amazing mom and two loving grandmas. One of my grandmas lived in Ohio, where most of our family is from, and she always made Ohio feel like home. She had a huge heart, and her love traveled back to CA as well. My dad’s mom, who I called Mamah, was my daytime caregiver for a good amount of my childhood, as my mom worked as a nurse. This time together helped us develop a deep connection that lasted into my adult years and ending with her last breath as I held her hand. My mom and grandmas have always made me feel a deep sense of belonging and the feeling of always being home. Now as my mom has become a grandma to Aiden, I’m enjoying the time they spend together and watching their own relationship and love grow. Over Easter weekend, we traveled to Palm Springs, where Stacie’s parents live, and Aiden was lucky enough to spend time with both of his grandmas at the same time. Aiden has an amazing mom, one who has made our house a warm and loving home, and two grandmas that have transitioned from amazing moms, now opening their homes and hearts with that same unconditional love I felt as a child; this makes me smile. To all the moms and grandmas out there, we love and appreciate you.