Twenty-nine years ago I gave birth to a delicate little pixie that had rosebud lips and big blue eyes. She had thick dark hair and was a perfect little porcelain doll. I was 19 years old and fell in love the moment I laid eyes on her. Three years later I had my second child, a son. He was a big boy , weighing 9 pounds 3 ounces, with a dark mohawk and a teardrop indentation above his top lip. Raising children into responsible citizens of society has been the most challenging and rewarding career I’ve ever had. My children taught me the meaning of unconditional love. They showed me how to laugh and play and enjoy the simple things in life. They helped me to understand myself better as I looked at life through the eyes of a child. They were the one constant thing in my life. People came and went, I changed jobs and we moved a lot, but through it all I had the delightful company of 2 little people who always entertained me.
I loved taking them camping and travelling to new places. Dinner was always a special time to talk about our day while we had nutritious homemade meals. We went to the drive-in theatre and for hikes down to the gorge. We played tourist in the off season and went to the beach all throughout the summer. We travelled through the United States twice with my mother and stepfather. We went to Graceland in Tennessee and Grauman’s Chinese Theater in Hollywood. We visited the Book Depository in Dallas Texas and stood on the grassy knoll where bystanders watched the assassination of President John Kennedy as he drove by in his motorcade. We shared many adventures and I’m sure these experiences were far more valuable than anything they could ever read about in a book or on the internet. They kept journals for their teachers and every day they recounted where they had been and what they had seen. Their teachers said this form of education was invaluable.
Time passed by so quickly and before I knew it , they were all grown up. My daughter got married and had children of her own. My son moved to Calgary for better employment and is making his own way in this world. My daughter followed me into healthcare and my son is a Corporal in the Reserves of the Army. My only wish for my children is that they are happy with whatever they do in life. I’ve tried to give them a better life than I had and the tools to survive in this world. I’ve tried to teach them how to live an honourable life, through example.
This was the first time in almost 30 years that I won’t be with my children for Mother’s Day. My daughter and her husband have taken my grandbabies to Cuba for a vacation. And my son is too far away too drop in for a visit now. It’s given me a lot of time to think about my life and I can honestly say that being a mother has been the most fulfilling role of my life. I feel like I have completed a very important chapter in my life and I look forward to whatever the future brings. But nothing will ever be as intense or as gratifying as having the privilege of bringing these precious angels into the world and molding them into good people. I feel so lucky to have watched them grow and change into independent human beings.
I hope that the memories and love of their children made this past Mother’s Day a happy one for many mothers. I hope that those have lost their mother through death are comforted by joyful memories. I hope that women who are separated from their children will find solace in knowing that a child’s love is unconditional and that there’s always hope for a better future. I want all mothers to know that as long as we do our best our children have a better chance at a good life. Life isn’t always easy and there are no guarantees, but taking pride in motherhood makes for a better society as a whole.
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