Post 48—Hail to Our Mothers

             

This is another remembrance post. Both are about giving life. While the previous one is about soldiers who have given their lives as their ultimate sacrifice for another (my) people, this one is about the life mothers give to their children. Both deserve our deepest respect and our most profound memories. 

Yesterday was Mother’s Day 2015.  The following poem by Amy Young was included in the worship package at our church. I thought it appropriate to share it with you without further words:

The Wide Spectrum of Mothering

To those who gave birth this year to their first child,

We celebrate with you

To those who lost a child this year,

We mourn with you

To those who are in the trenches with little ones every day and wear the badge of food stains,

We appreciate you

To those who experienced loss through miscarriage, failed adoptions, or running away,

We mourn with you

To those who walk the hard path of infertility, fraught with pokes, prods, tears, and disappointment,

We walk with you.

Forgive us when we say foolish things. We don’t mean to make

this harder than it is

To those who are foster moms, mentor moms, and spiritual moms,

We need you

To those who have warm and close relationships with your children,

We celebrate with you

To those who have disappointment, heart ache, and distance with your children,

We sit with you

To those who lost their mothers this year,

We grieve with you

To those who experienced abuse at the hands of your own mother,

We acknowledge your experience

To those who lived through driving tests, medical tests, and the overall testing of motherhood,

We are better for having you in our midst

To those who have aborted children

We remember them and you on this day

To those who are single and long to be married and mothering your own children,

We mourn that life has not turned out the way you longed for it to be

To those who are step parent,

We walk with you on these complex paths

To those who envisioned lavishing love on grandchildren, yet that dream is not to be,

We grieve with you

To those who will have emptier nests in the upcoming year,

We grieve and rejoice with you

To those who placed children up for adoption,

We commend you for your selflessness and remember how you hold that child in your heart

And to those who are pregnant with new life, both expected and surprising,

We anticipate with you

This Mother’s Day, we walk with you.

Mothering is not for the faint of heart and we have real warriors in our midst.

We remember you.

By Amy Young (http://messymiddle.com)