Today, on Mother's Day, I just want to take a moment to acknowledge the little girl who was the first person ever to reach out a tiny hand and grasp my finger and call me mommy, the little girl who changed my life, transformed me from who I was into who I am.... She did this a couple of times over ... first when she arrived, and then again when she left.... I love you forever, Michaela....
And to my other children, as well ... all so different from one another, all so special. I gave them life maybe, but they have given it back to me many times over. As precious as it was to hold them when they were infants, to feel the weight of them as they relaxed in trust that I would support them, molding their body to mine, or to watch them grow, listen to their baby talk, hold their chubby little hands ... they are now all young adults, and I enjoy them more than ever. I enjoy watching their lives unfold, listening to their dreams and hoping they will all come true.
And to my mother. She has been gone for over six years now, and I love her and miss her so much! My mind is filled with memories of the life we had together, and so many, many times I think of the things she did (or didn't) do, which made her such a good mom ... and other times my memories make me sad, as those times I was inconsiderate come back to me, as I think of the hundreds of things I could have/should have done or said to show my mother how much I loved her, appreciated her, cared for her. But most of all, my heart is filled every moment of every day with the love which she planted there.
Happy Mother's Day, to all of you, my children and my mother. I love you so much!