Monday, May 9, 2016

NO WHERE NEAR HALLMARK!

If your Mother's Day was a Hallmark moment, you should come back tomorrow.  For all the rest of you, keep reading--

Hallmark, television, and social media have convinced us of the way Mother's Day should look.  A lovely meal with our own mother by our side, and all of our children and grands sitting lovingly around heaping praises upon our heads.



I read an article by a single adoptive mother in The Washington Post yesterday.  A stark reminder of the many who do not live on the set of "The Walton's" nor "Leave It To Beaver".  A mother who is doing her best to make a living, keep a home, and all the other stuff needed every day to keep your head above water and nurture and care for her daughter.  Mother's Day was a stark reminder to her of parenting alone.  Her daughter is five years old this year and still has not grasped the concept of honoring her mother.  It will come--but during these intense years of heavy duty mothering of a little one---there is no thanks--no recognition--no time out.  Instead there is another day of cooking the meals, shopping for groceries, cleaning the house, washing the clothes, giving the baths, and all the other day to day running on the mother's tread mill---it is just another day.



For all you moms who felt left out, over looked, or slightly disappointed with your special day, may I tell you, Happy Mother's Day.  May I remind you of the great blessing of having a child---how ever they came into your world.  May I speak to you of those sweet smiles, those special snuggles, those precious moments--which all say, "I Love You".  May I assure you there is no gift comparable to the love we have for our children.  

For all you moms who have lost a child, may I bless you and assure you I am praying for you as you endure another day without that precious gift in your life.  May I tell you that I am asking for your sweet memories to be a comfort to you and the remembrance of that love to fill you with peace.    

Most of us do not live Hallmark lives.  I pray that I focus on those around me who might be in distress or dismay over a man made celebration.  I ask that my eyes be open to those who are in estranged relationships with their mothers or their children.  May I be always aware of those in pain and suffering and offer a helping hand, a friendly smile, and a listening ear.  May everyday be a reminder of the special blessing of being a mother.




10 comments:

  1. NO Hallmark here either...smiles. What a lovely post, Lulu. My mother called (gasp!) late last night and it was the oddest conversation we ever had, which considering, we hardly have conversations...odd..and yes, I will take it in stride. Even my husband and son were standing there gawking. Yes, that odd.

    Have a beautiful day friend.

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    1. Sometimes we have to take why we can get- even when it is strange and awkward. But there you stood with your two guys by your side-what a blessing!
      Praying for you this week of finals!

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  2. You know, Lulu, this post alone proves what a wonderful person you are. And a superb mother too.

    God bless.

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    1. Hmm- thank you, Victor, but I must remember actions speak louder than words!
      Blessings!

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  3. mmm ... profound. I know very few {if any} Hallmark homes. If they present as such, I know that something must be under the rug or stuffed in the closet.

    We do real life, don't we. Especially with little ones underfoot.

    Hallmark can wait!

    ;-}

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    1. Amen, Linda! As my other counselor friend tells me, "Someone is lying or else their head is stuck in the sand." No, the ones who are truthful-NEVER claim perfection!
      Blessings, Friend!

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  4. Definitely no Hallmark here either. I don't "do" Mother's or Father's Days (or Valentine' or ... you get the idea). They're just made up moment to sell cards. It's much more preferable to be nice to loved ones all the time.
    But, that said, hope your day was special and nice. ~:)

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    1. I hear what you are saying, Sparky! Yes, let's be nice all the time. My day was pretty quiet, but that's not all bad!
      Blessings !

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  5. Yes, my day was pretty quiet, too...and I LOVED it. It has been so busy in the Harris' household lately, that a nice quiet day spent in church and then in the public library was an AWESOME Mother's Day. Great post, as always.

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  6. Yes, my day was pretty quiet, too...and I LOVED it. It has been so busy in the Harris' household lately, that a nice quiet day spent in church and then in the public library was an AWESOME Mother's Day. Great post, as always.

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