I love being showered with gifts and gratitude on Mother’s Day. My kids thanked me for being “an awesome mom” in more ways than one. I deserve that praise, oh how I do! So I soak it in, and lavish in my luxurious day off of the job, drenched in the spoils of my entitlement…
It’s a good thing.
But as I sit in my stillness and solitude, reflecting on my glorious motherhood journey, I realize that I have some thanking to do too…
Because of you, my darling children-
I have grown in the ability to swallow pride and live in humility.
I have learned to expect the unexpected and embrace what fine lines of predictability I can get.
I now understand the true art of self discipline and practicing what I preach.
I realize what it really means to be brave, digging deeper than ever before to find the courage to survive my fears.
I’ve been convicted and conflicted about choices that are hard and I have discovered that confidence within, is long fought and victorious when challenged.
I’ve revealed a strength that can pull open locked doors, and withstand weeks of terrifying sleepless nights.
I have developed new layers of selflessness, as the protective selfish shingles are stripped off piece by piece.
I’ve realized that breaking over and over again, doesn’t deem you broken, and crumbling in defeat doesn’t mean you have lost.
I have trudged to great heights in victorious moments, witnessing the landscape of hard climbed mountains.
I found that perseverance has no choice, and steadfastness comes from grasping for God in the folds of the darkness.
I lit a passionate fire to live what I love and reflect that in my every step.
I now count my fleeting minutes as sacred and capture them as cherished moments instead.
I’ve soaked in your grace, redeemed to a deeper understanding of what forgiveness truly means.
And I have finally recognized that patience and perspective walk hand in hand together, and if one lets go- the other falls.
Above all, I have learned to cling to my truths and honor the jewels that they are…I see them blooming rightfully in you, and the reflection fills me with awe and wonder at how profound parenting can be.
Because of you, kids…
My perspective is richer.
My voice has clarity.
My faith found fortitude.
I’m one hell of a warrior.
I’m layered with depth.
I’m aged like a fine wine.
I’m strong as a victor.
I’m one smart cookie.
I’m utterly grateful.
I’m fiercely passionate.
I am completely capable.
And I am hilariously humble.
And consequently, you have given me the greatest gift of all.
The assurance, that when I reach the end of who I am…
I always unearth more strength, greater humility, deeper wisdom, stronger faith, incredible joy, bolder courage, rousing passion, humble grace, and a powerful truth to behold.
So, although you thank me for all I have given you…
All I can say is…