I enjoy writing … the mere act has a way of integrating the inner being with the external living. But I don’t write often, and that’s ok. Why?
Because after the long hours of work are done, I spend most of my time with my family … playing, dancing, running, talking, laughing, reading, teaching, watching, helping, living with those beautiful souls.
I read so much about mothers needing to take care of themselves and to do the things they love to do. And while I don’t believe we should sacrifice all we are in our efforts to be a “good mother”, I also don’t believe that taking care of ourselves should equate to dismissive parenting where we forget our roles as parents. The balance between the two is essential if we are to raise our children and not just leave that to fate … and for that reason, I am ok that I don’t write as often as I used to write.
After all, motherhood is the toughest role I have ever played in my life, mainly because it is the most important one. It takes thoughtfulness, patience, creativity, and time … lots of time. We have a duty to lead the way for the children we brought into the world, and I own that responsibility with every morsel of my being.
Mothers: I hope you enjoy your day as the country celebrates us and remember to take your role very seriously. If you have lost touch with your children, it is never too late to try to reconnect and own your role in your child’s life.
Children: I hope you show your mother how much she means to you, and if you have lost and/or grown apart from your mother, I hope you can find a place to remember some of the good moments that defined you.
Happy Mother’s Day!
Now, off to eat the cinnamon toast my little guys made for me 🙂
In related news, a good friend of mine lives by this quote. This same friend taught me so much about being a “present” mother. Much love to her and my other friends today:
“If you bungle raising your children, I don’t think whatever else you do well matters very much.”
-Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis