Being a Mother is much more than having given birth to a child. It’s about loving and knowing a soul before you even see it come into this world. It’s about carrying and caring for a life completely dependant on you for survival.
Being a Mother is about sleepless nights, nursing scratches and scrapes, about being stern if only to be protective and loving.
Your Mother taught you to talk, to walk and to eventually run. She braced you for that fall, and then dusted you off and told you not to worry, that you would live to fight another day.
You may not know it now, but your Mother may well have watched you cry, that fall in childhood, a broken heart in teenage love, an unexpected setback in young adulthood, watched you cry and did not know how to fix it, so she just held you and in her heart cried right along beside you.
That’s what Mothers do. That’s what Mothers are.
Your Mother made you smart, capable, funny and gave you the love and security to go out in the world and to do great things. She helped build your self-esteem, supporting your dreams and loving them unconditionally.
Being a Mother is letting you go, letting you, perhaps, fail and then teaching you how to get back up. It’s going without so that you don’t have to, about sacrifice and being okay with it.
Being a Mother is a gift that is unimaginable to any woman who does not have a child in their life. It’s a connection that is unmatched and insurmountable in any form or other relationship. It’s a love that grows continually, a love that always wants more and better. It’s being terrified that you can’t prevent pain, injustice, heartbreak and at times even death. It’s laughing at jokes that aren’t even funny, but the way they say it makes it’s hilarious. It’s listening to stories that go on and on without a point.
Your Mother was strong for you when you were weak, smiled when you wanted to cry, and cried when you were smiling with pride.
Your Mother had no blueprint for being a mother, no book to turn to. For her it was often about confusion, mistakes, uncharted territory and shots in the dark.
A Mother holds your hand for perhaps just a short time, but your Mother holds your heart forever.
But for her, being your Mother was a blessing, a gift, a love that never died. The greatest loved story ever told,
Now you can tell your Mother’s story and pay Tribute to her here and now on Friends Past. A Tribute that will endure for ever and ever. Just like a Mother’s love …