Mother’s day has come and gone in Australia. In our house we don’t ‘do’ mother’s day.
We grew up with a mother who said things like ‘every day is mother’s day’ and that she didn’t want presents but she actually loves a fuss, loves a present and mother’s day isn’t the only occasion where what comes out of her mouth does not match her expectations. If not met the face and mood will let you know you’ve failed.
I took it further with my kids. I don’t want presents Means I don’t want presents 🙂 I gave birth to THEM because I wanted children, they don’t have to give me a gift for that!
Any kind of day that is marked we see an amount of blog posts relating to it. For the most part I find it’s overkill, perhaps because I’m just not interested in this particular day.
I did read a few though, either because I like whatever the particular writer has to say or because something in the first part of the post, that you can see in the reader, grabbed me. I’ll point you to a couple at the end of this that I read regularly, but others are already floating around my brain in pieces. I should have pinned them down at the time of reading but page closed, thoughts swirling…
This one spoke to me for other reasons.. http://thirdeyemom.com/2013/05/12/mothers-around-the-world/ . Nicole from ThirdEyeMom shares some photos of mothers she’s seen around the world while travelling, working for a better world for all.. I looked at those photos and thought of my son, his travels.
My son has been to remote and difficult places.
Seen things I probably can’t imagine. Survived risky adventures. And I miss him. Silence can be the loudest thing. I had hoped, when he first left home and I was aware of his very first destination, that he’d see things and meet people that would bring him back to me. He has an enormously good heart and has done hands on charity work in the hardest places – I thought something would spark compassion for his own mother. Understanding. Love?
Needs more time.
I’ll keep reaching out – gently and hopeful. My love is with him wherever he is, I can get to remote and difficult places given the chance 🙂
you might enjoy these..
and here’s the Ruth Cracknell, Gary McDonald version!