Thoughtful Email #15 – What’s A Mother?
What is it about mothers that makes them so special?
Is it their food? the way they know how to cook things just right? or maybe it is the way they smile when they see you... it’s different, more genuine... but is that it? what about the knowledge that they will love you no matter what? no matter what you say, or do... they can’t seem to be capable of Not loving you... I can’t figure it out. Not for lack of trying though...
I think back at my life, and focus on just one person... my mother. She has her uniqueness, her own little quirks that make her who she is, as a person, a friend, a mother. What are they? well, only the blessed few know... but that is not what I wanted to share with you.
Lately, many of my friends have become mothers themselves... at first I knew one or two, but now the number has grown. And while this may be a constant reminder of time passing by, it is also one of the most interesting and beautiful images I have seen.
A mother looks at you with care in her eyes, just behind that little bit of judgement... they can’t help it.
A mother annoys you just enough to remind you she knows better... and as frustrating as it may be, they usually do know better.
A mother hugs you just the right way... even when you don’t want to be hugged.
A mother knows what you want, what you need, even before you know it yourself.
I can go on forever... everyone knows what a mother does, we all have our own little stories... but I have been searching hard and long to find one word... just one word that would express truly what a mother is... something that can be universal... or not.
I write to you on this occasion, because I believe I have found that word... it was surprising really, but looking at all the mothers I know... starting with my own, and then at all my dear friends... I know what it is...
Regardless of all the negative stuff about ‘women’ that we, men, can say... when we look at our mothers, at the mothers of our children... there is one thing only that goes through our minds.
A mother... is Perfect.
She’s perfect to you.
She’s perfect for you.
She’s perfect with you.
And so I started thinking about myself, and what I have done... for her, for me... hoping that I make her proud... for there is nothing else a mother actually asks of you, is there?
Now I don’t know about me, and I don’t know about you, but here’s a little thought I wanted to share with you:
May your mothers be proud of you, happy to see you smile, laugh, succeed and live life the way you want to live it.
May you see them smile for eternity...
May you never lose the sensation of their sweet embrace...
To all the mothers I know,
To all the mothers of those I know,
To all the mothers to be,
To my own mother,
Happy Mother’s Day... though a day is never enough to celebrate your existence.
Marc Khoury
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March 22nd, 2010 - 16:41
And why not a little bit of mush from time to time? lol….but i liked ” a day is not enough to celebrate your existence”….its not a fair deal,really, to award her with barely a bouquet, after all what shes been through.