I love Mother’s Day. It’s right after my birthday so basically the first half of May belongs to ME, bwahahaha! I get to sleep in, I get a special breakfast, I get to plant my garden in peace and then! We go to Kennywood! I know that’s not every mom’s idea of fun. But I’m not very mom, am I? And even better…MY mom likes it, too! Fun rides, yummy junk food, walking around all day making my daily pedometer goal an easy accomplishment. Plus my kiddo is happy as a clam. Everyone wins!
So, I love this day.
Bu I deliberately spend part of it in prayer for those who have a rough time on Mother’s Day. If you’ve lost your mom or a child, or you can’t get pregnant, or you’re estranged from someone that makes this a tough day for you…I’m so sorry. I’m sorry that Facebook is one giant faceSLAP to you, what with all of the photos and sentiments. Especially from some people who maybe don’t seem all that grateful to have a mom, or that almighty mom-status. I can’t imagine.
Well, maybe I can a tiny bit. I’ve spent a lt of time contemplating the distinct possibility that cancer would kill me. I’ve kicked it’s ass but it might come back. And one of the things I’ve thought about is, if cancer won, what would these days be like for my kid? And my husband. And my parents. Oof.
Would people be sensitive toward them? Would they hate this day forever? Would someone have the good sense to remind people that not everyone is having brunch with their mom today?!
So, the toughness of this day does not escape me. For now and hopefully for the foreseeable future, my family has the privilege of enjoying a joyous Mother’s Day. I don’t forget those of you who can’t get out from under the sadness of it. I’m praying for you. May people be kind to you, today. And may you be aware of God’s astounding love for you.