On Mother’s Day I always think about my mom, Lydia, and my mother-in-law, Ruby. They were two amazing women.
But today is different.
My heart and mind goes to the moms who are sitting in hospital rooms with their children today. They sit, day after day watching the monitors, listening to the beeps and whirrs of the machines. If a celebration is in order for a birthday or special moment, she does everything possible to bring that celebration into the room by hanging banners, get well cards and balloons. This mom is up and down constantly as she is attending to the needs of her child, not completely depending on the nurses, because that’s how mama’s roll. Sponge baths, getting into a wagon to travel around the floor, lap after lap. Helping to ease their child’s pain when the medications aren’t working anymore.
She’s the mom who can take a nap sitting in a chair every few minutes she can get and she manages to run her household via phone and text. It’s exhausting, but it’s what she does.
I’ve been there, more times than I can count. And because of those struggles I have learned to love in a very deep, profound way.
I’ve learned that…
- the morning light is magical after a night of pain.
- I am stronger than I ever imagined.
- my son is indeed a warrior.
- having friends and a community surrounding you is priceless.
- God has never left me and held me closer and tighter than I ever dreamed He could.
- the impossible can truly be possible.
Today I am Thankful For:
- My mother’s wisdom
- My faith in God
- The sons who made me a mom
- The women in my life who encourage me
- My husband, who is the love of my life.
