Tomorrow, friends, is Mother's Day.
But, it's not that simple. Tomorrow, remember those mothers who lost their child before they had the chance to hold it, the mothers who didn't get to keep their child, the mother whose hopes were shattered, because her child died far too soon.
Remember the mothers who didn't have to be-grandmothers, aunts, sisters who were forced by circumstance and bound by love to take care of the little lives left all alone. The foster mothers and adoptive mothers, many of whom could not concieve on their own, but have been allowed to be mothers by God's will...
Remember those who are overworked and underappreciated, those who slave for their children while they give it not a passing thought. Remember those who do the little things for their children, the ones we never quite notice, but have come to expect.
Remember those who have opened their homes to the neighborhood, in the hopes that if you don't have it too good at home, well, you can here.
Remember those about to become mothers, for their burden seems more than they can bear sometimes. And all the ones who wish to become mothers, that if God wills, it come to pass.
But, in your musings, remember those for whom death stole her away. The ones for whom war and circumstance left a gaping wound in their lives. Remember those who had to watch their mother leave this world.
Remember the motherless. Divorce, love, hate, indifference, these people don't care why anymore. For one day, they just miss her. Remember those who know their mothers and can't see them. Remember those who don't know their mothers.
Mother's Day is a precious gift, in which we are allowed to show the appreciation for those who gave us life. In doing so, be thankful for ALL mothers, not just your own.
For me, there's no call to make tomorrow. I never really knew my mother, and what I do know of her wasn't good. But, you see, I won't be bitter. There are many other mothers to celebrate. It's their day.
In Memory of Margaret "Peggy" Seales 1964-1991