You can’t give me what I want for Mothers Day

Roses. Breakfast in bed. sleep in.  a spa day. hand made gifts from the kids. jewellery. dinner out – or a day “off”.

Just some of the expectations mom’s have for Mother’s Day.

But these are not mine.  I suspect that they are not my mother’s either.

 

 

You can’t give me what I want for Mother’s Day because I don’t even know what I want.  I spend most of my days figuring out what others want – my needs become unimportant at least in the daily grind they are forgotten.  My mind is too busy to even remember what I would have wanted in the first place.  Once a year we are socially permitted to ask for a day or relaxation or ask for something that we want.  But what is that exactly?

We know the greatest gifts are not ones that can be bought…they are the random hugs and kisses from kids on days that don’t start with Christmas, mother or birth…It’s the child who grows into the perfect version of who they already are.

You can’t give me what I want for Mother’s Day because it’s impossible.  You can’t bottle up my kids laughter in the sun nor catch their sweet tears.  You can’t freeze them in time – or capture the excitement in their eyes.  You can’t experience their innocence or package their dreams.  I can’t even bottle up the smallest piece of what they have taught me.  Memories, they say, last forever, but what I fear most is that some are fading away.

 

 

 

 

 

You can’t give me want I want for Mother’s Day because I am the only person who can give me what I want.

patience. acceptance. love. stillness. wisdom.

This list is for me- something I need to give myself – no one else can obtain it for me.  I need to be patient with myself.  Accept who God made me to be – and love that person.  Be still and seek wisdom – daily.

No one else can give those to me.

I will consider however, a trip to Hawaii…with a few books to read and canvases to paint;)  That would come to close to a thank-you.

“Happy” Mother’s Day.