I live with a woman. Her name is Melody. Or at least it used to be. The other day, for I think the first time ever, I did what countless parents and grandparents have done before me. I always said I wouldn’t, but there I was, giving in. Yes, I called Melody…mom.
You know what I am talking about. I was conversing with my kids and my wife. I turned and looked at her and said, “Well, mom, what do you think?” What’s funny is I don’t think she even noticed. When seven people have been crying out “Mom!” all day, what is one more voice?
The point is, this beautiful, energetic, dedicated woman I married, has become Mom. Now, I am not talking about her only having an identity as a mother. Please. What I mean is, I have witnessed the transformation of a woman from single, to married, to mom. I know her as a missionary, a counselor, a student, a girlfriend, fiancé, wife, friend. But for these seven little (well, not all little) people she is mom, and forever will be.
I am amazed by her ability to completely immerse herself in this. Sure she struggles, gets stressed, wants alone time. But over and over she gives herself to these tiny beings. She loves them, cajoles them, cleans them, consoles them, feeds them, and hugs them. She immerses herself in being their mom. Finds utter joy in it. She is so completely dedicated to them that I often feel a little selfish and self-centered around her. I fall back on the knowledge that the greatest thing I ever did for my children was get them this mom. I can’t top that!
We often applaud what we think to be the work of mothers. The time spent mopping or washing clothes or changing diapers. But ultimately, what truly makes a mommy is their willingness to pour themselves out. It is not what they do that makes them so special. It is how they give from the deepest parts of their souls.
I know that holidays like Mother’s Day or Father’s Day are a mixed bag for so many people. Bittersweet. Or sometimes just bitter. So, I send hope and healing to all who struggle with loss, or infertility or a difficult past as Sunday approaches.
But I also want to say, that if I could wish anything for you this Mother’s day, it is that you find someone in your life, like the lady in mine. A woman emptying herself for the good of the others God has given her. Just being around them is inspiring. So this weekend I hope you get to spend some special time with a mom. A mommy. And just soak in the beauty of giving.