Mothering Love

Today is Mother’s Day in the United States.  I find it interesting to reflect that as parents, we all come with our own stories of how we were mothered and by whom.

We also have our own journeys into parenting, the births of our children, the developing and deepening of the parenting arts.

We have our own ideas about what it means to be an incredible parent, and how we make our choices to support that.

We have our own strengths and weaknesses, our own failings and foibles.

However, whatever all this might mean,  at the end of the day, parenting is all about relationships and guiding.  It is also about the relationship with ourselves that we develop through our experiences of mothering, and how we so hope and work toward having strong family bonds to carry us through the ups and downs and storms of life.

Today, I honor all my readers in their parenting journey.  You are amazing in the trenches of parenting, and I see you.

My grandmother wrote this toast for a mother-daughter luncheon long before I was born, but its words still ring true today:

Here’s to mothers who waken and watch while others sleep, who toil while others rest, who remember when others forget, who are always close at hand when we rise with the pride that comes before a fall and who are ever making our tumbles easier and our bumps less painful.. Our mothers, whom we shall always follow with blind confidence in their wisdom and strength to guide us in the right direction.
Here’s to our mothers, in memory of our cradle days, in memory of our after years of success, in memory of laughter, of labor and love. The bigger we get, the better we love them. The higher we go, the farther we venture from security and contentment, the surer and more close will be our hold upon our mothers.
If I could mark it on the sands of time, or write it on the sky of every clime, this would I write and write in boldest hand that all the world might see and understand, that far and wide, there could not be another,so fine, so sweet, so wonderful as Mother. 

May you all have a wonderful day!

Blessings,

Carrie

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4 thoughts on “Mothering Love

  1. Carrie this is so beautiful. I am crying. My mother has been gone over 30 years. I miss her.

    Much love and Happy Mother’s Day to all who mother someone or something.

    Mary Lynn

    • Aww, lots of love Mary Lynn! I have been motherless for a long time and am so happy to have wonderful friends and family members speak into my journey and my children. Hugs and love on your special day. Blessings, Carrie

    • It’s funny about the missing after a long time. It is not the ache of longing at all; more funny stories and pleasant memories. But your grandmother’s beautiful writing brought up the tears for the adult relationship I never had. My husband has been so kind around this. Have a wonderful day.

    • I totally understand. My mother died when I just turned eight, and the grandmother who raised me died when I was 21 so it seems like our mothers and grandmothers sometimes miss really seeing the fruit of us maturing into parents with families of our own. 😦 Have a wonderful day. Blessings, Carrie

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