Mother's Day 2012

Today is Mother’s Day.  Today is the day that we celebrate Mothers.  I have mentioned before that I am blessed to have a great Mom who is my best friend. 

Today we had a really nice day.  I got a beautiful bouquet of roses from John and the kids.  Mom and John’s Mom did too!   We went to brunch.  John took all of the kids home so that I could get groceries.  Mom and I do that every weekend.  Anyway, after we got the errands done, Mom came to our house and spent a little while, and then we went out to supper too!  We also gave her a really pretty pendant from Oragami Owl that we “built”.  It really was a nice day, and so fun!   I’m so blessed.

I was going to write about something completely different but I’ll save that for another post.  Today is about Mothers.

6,000 miles away there is another Mother who might be thinking of a certain little boy.  I had someone do some checking for me, and he said that they do not want to know about him, or how he is doing.  They know he was adopted.  Apparently that is enough.  I can’t help but believe though that she has a tiny place in her heart where a bit of him still lives.  Maybe it’s a piece that is hidden away from everyone else because he isn’t hers anymore.  That doesn’t change the fact that he grew inside of her, and that she nurtured him and loved him while he was there.  I cannot imagine how her heart must have broken when she saw him for the last time. I wish I had been there to take him from her arms so that he would not have had to spend the first four and a half years in the baby house.  I wish I could have smelled his baby scent as I rocked him to sleep, and seen his first steps.  Despite that, he made it.  God saved him for us.  I am the person he calls “Mama”.  I am the only Mother he will ever know.  Still, there is a woman, 6,000 miles away who is also his Mother.  I pray that when God brings him to her mind, she will feel His peace, knowing that we cherish him, and knowing that he is very loved.

My extended family may not speak to me again, for that I am sad.  I have done what I can, and they choose not to forgive.  It hurts but I can still say that I am blessed because God made me a Mother.