The Complexity of Mother’s Day

mothersday

I usually reserve my posts to my own writings and my own thoughts, but as Mother’s Day approaches, it can be a very emotionally charged, complex day.

Amy Young, who has a blog called, “The Messy Middle”, has written a beautiful tribute to mothers that I would like to share with you. Please enjoy. Please share this with a mom who needs this. Thank you Amy for your wonderful insight.

——————————————————————-

To those who gave birth this year to their first child—we celebrate with you.

To those who lost a child this year – we mourn with you.

To those who are in the trenches with little ones every day and wear the badge of food stains – we appreciate you.

To those who experienced loss through miscarriage, failed adoptions, or running away—we mourn with you.

To those who walk the hard path of infertility, fraught with pokes, prods, tears, and disappointment – we walk with you. Forgive us when we say foolish things. We don’t mean to make this harder than it is.

To those who are foster moms, mentor moms, and spiritual moms – we need you.

To those who have warm and close relationships with your children – we celebrate with you.

To those who have disappointment, heart ache, and distance with your children – we sit with you.

To those who lost their mothers this year – we grieve with you.

To those who experienced abuse at the hands of your own mother – we acknowledge your experience.

To those who lived through driving tests, medical tests, and the overall testing of motherhood – we are better for having you in our midst.

To those who have aborted children – we remember them and you on this day.

To those who are single and long to be married and mothering your own children – we mourn that life has not turned out the way you longed for it to be.

To those who step-parent – we walk with you on these complex paths.

To those who envisioned lavishing love on grandchildren -yet that dream is not to be, we grieve with you.

To those who will have emptier nests in the upcoming year – we grieve and rejoice with you.

To those who placed children up for adoption — we commend you for your selflessness and remember how you hold that child in your heart.

And to those who are pregnant with new life, both expected and surprising –we anticipate with you

This Mother’s Day, we walk with you. Mothering is not for the faint of heart and we have real warriors in our midst. We remember you.

-Amy Young http://messymiddle.wordpress.com/

A song screams silently inside my head

A song screams silently inside my head
Curses, blessings, words that are said
No hope, no life, yet born to achieve
Choosing the language I need to believe

Another day, same ol’ fight
Soul poorly lit, losing sight
Bones grow weak, eyes close slow
Can’t feel the pain, can’t feel the glow

Waking up, a brand new leaf
Turn it over, same ol’ beliefs
Intentions grand, easy to say
Knowing truth, can’t stop destructive ways

Sing out loud, my mouth shouts for something
Shout out loud, my mouth sings for nothing
Lift up my hands, surrender leads to something
Bow my head, knowing I have nothing

Grace sounds easy, too good to be true
Accessible to everyone, gentile, Jew
Grace echos gratis, free of charge
Small on rules, the spirits large

Definition free, don’t cost a thing
Boundless, limitless, cost everything
What once were gains, now called loss
Searching for life, found at the cross

Accepting myself, not easy to do
Believing essential, all things new
Higher power, strong enough
Humility hard, realities rough

Sing out loud, my mouth shouts for something
Shout out loud, my mouth sings for nothing
Lift up my hands, surrender leads to something
Bow my head, knowing I have nothing

I love, I try, I’m bold, I’m shy
I fall, I lie, I soar, I fly
I jump, I leap, I bow, I sigh
I moan, I groan, I live, I die

A song screams silently in my head
Curses, blessings, words that are said
Choose to believe, promises given me
Language changes, grace becomes beauty