Sunday, May 13, 2012
I have a great mom who has always cared more about her kids than herself. She went without new clothes or shoes and made do with what she had, content to be sure that we all had clothes that fit and the things we needed for school. I'm sure she would have loved a new car or a new dress for Easter, but it was much more important to her that we had what we needed and wanted, even if she didn't.
I am not a mom yet, but I want to be just like my mom when I have kids -- caring much more about my family than myself, always making my kids breakfast and sack lunches in the morning and greeting them at home with a smile after school. This isn't meant to criticize working moms; I know that it is impossible for a lot of parents to stay home with their kids. But I loved having my mom at home while I was growing up and knowing that she would be there if I got sick or forgot my lunch or wanted her to bring a special treat on my birthday. I was thrilled to have her come along on field trips or meet me outside when I came up and around the corner from the bus stop.
I'm not a big fan of Mother's Day, to be honest. I don't like hearing Primary children sing (scream is more like it -- sorry, but that is NOT music) in church and, unfortunately, seeing how frustrated my mom gets on that day because she doesn't feel appreciated as a mom. It's not always a happy day, even if you are a mother, because you often hear stories about amazing women and sometimes wonder if your work is really making a difference or if you actually measure up -- even though you shouldn't compare yourself to other people. It's human nature to wonder whether you're good enough.
I am, however, grateful for a day that makes me reflect on my wonderful mother (and mother-in-law, who is just minutes away when I am missing my own mother terribly, like today). I love you, Mom! I know I'll never live up to your incredible legacy, but I want my kids to be as proud of me as I am of you.