Intentionality: A Mother's Day Gratitude Special

I'm so grateful for this family, the reason I can call myself a mom, and for my mom, who taught me what it is to be a woman and mom who makes a difference, in ways both big and, more often, quite small. 

I miss her terribly.

We do our best to raise our children with loving care, to equip them with what they'll need to thrive and make their own difference in the world, all while doing our best to lead by example. 

However, in our quest to be the best moms we can be, we serve them best when they see our hard days, our struggles and frustrations, and how we deal with those, just as much, if not more than, the rare triumphant days when we feel like a supermom. They need to see the mess and chaos of working toward life goals, and learn perseverance, dedication, grace, faith, hope, the value of community, the wisdom of others, and the importance of self-care, as we work through what life throws at us.  This is what equips them to thrive when they leave the nest.

It's a journey with ups and downs, and lots of loop-de-loops, but, as one who's lived the journey of motherhood for two decades now, I can say it's well worth the roller coaster ride. I'm so grateful for my mom, who not only held on for the ride, but knew when to  put on the brakes, and when to just sit with me, throw her hands up in the air, and scream!🎢

Hold on for the ride my mama friends, for it's true that the days are long, but the years are short. Cherish it, even on the exhausting days that are beyond hard. You're doing an amazing job and your children will thrive because of your example and efforts. ❤️

My daughter put a dab of mom's perfume on the bear. My son thanked me for nurturing him to flourish. They took me for a picnic by the river, knowing the sight & sound of flowing water is calming and peaceful for me. 

Small acts of kindness that touched my soul. It's how we change the world, one small act of kindness at a time. 

When it's holding your crying baby close to you, wondering if you'll ever sleep again, but you're doing so because you know it's what they need.

I see you. 

When it's holding your child accountable for chores and homework, teaching them important life lessons, while they grumble and complain.

I see you.

When it's telling your hormonally moody teen you love them unconditionally, when they're less than happy with your parenting and aren't reciprocating in the moment (they still love you to their core, through the scowls and rolled eyes).

I see you.

When they start to fly their own loop-de-loops, and your heart is full-to-bursting because you see a capable and caring young adult has emerged from the cocoon of your love and guidance. And you step back, and encourage them into adulthood, letting them know you'll always be there, yet are grieving the passing of their childhood.

I see you.

If you're in the dip of the roller coaster ride as you're reading this, take heart, things will work out, and your children will thrive because of all you've done for them.

Big and small. 

And they will thank you, and give you hugs and thoughtful gifts, and picnics by the river.

Happy Mother's Week!