I have been sitting with “Mother’s Day”. All my feelings around it. Not wanting to leave other’s out who didn’t have human children. Yet, in doing that there is something lost. Everyone has had something to process around their mother. Perhaps it is a time, if we don’t celebrate ourselves as a mother, to delve into the wounds of it. It really touched me to have friends say Happy Mothers Day to me and I knew full well how much they wanted to have their own children. What do I do to receive their blessing and to acknowledge the grace in them? So much love.
I want to honor those who gave birth.
Who suffered in childbirth. Who reaped the rewards and those that didn’t get to. So much processing and honoring of the process of motherhood. From what I know of any mother who I have talked to it has been the most beautiful part of life and the hardest that brings a mother to her knees like nothing else.