So here it is!
I smiled at the useful gifts: “I got new mixing bowls that no one has ever thrown up in or used to wash the car!” “Guess who was first to try out the new vacuum attachment for the stairs…and still in his work clothes.”
I laughed at the plans I made for myself: “I’m excited to have the missionaries over for dinner tomorrow night, ensuring me good food and a clean house. What more could I ask for?”
I cried remembering the years of struggle. “I try hard to remember that Mother’s Day is just like any other day except that my family gives me presents for doing what I love. Most years it works great. Other years not so much. Instead, as my kids point out my strengths, I remember my weaknesses and where I can improve. This year I can’t seem to let go of all the sad, tragic events happening in lives around me. Sometimes I wish I had a magic wand to fix all the hard things in life. But if I had to pick: natural disasters or family disasters? I know which I’d pick. So I’ll go back and read those nice cards and realize I’m doing a pretty good job as a mother…or at the very least I have good goals to be. And I’ll try to be more grateful. Try. Try. Try.”
I gushed at my husband’s thoughtfulness: “For our Mother’s Day date, John took me on a quiet picnic by the lake. My favorite part was when I jokingly said, ‘I would love to see a bald eagle. That would be so cool. Could you make that happen?’ John laughed. Not 30 seconds later, a bald eagle swooped down, grabbed a fish, circled overhead and flew off. True story. How did he make that happen?”
I loved more than anything the handmade gifts and sweet, sometime hilarious, messages from my children, like the one written on a paper plate by a 7 year old: “I know that I always don’t have cash so I got you something for free…coupons!” “Tori, took all the writing space so I’ll just say Thank you and I love you.” And my favorite: “I hope when you’re old, you can look back at this card and say, ‘My daughter gave this to me. And look how far she’s come.’”
Overall, when I think about Mother’s Day I think it’s awesome that the people I love give me gifts and pampering for doing what I was born to do, what I’ve chosen to do, and what I love to do!
If you don’t love Mother’s Day, I have some tips that have helped me in the past.
- If you aren’t yet a mother, honor your own mother or another mother who you admire.
- The adversary wants nothing more than to devalue motherhood. Try not to let self-defeating thoughts get in the way of celebrating the day(s) you became a mother.
- Remember that no matter how much we want it, our Superhero’s power is not mind-reading.