My Grandma used to say, "Takes all kinds to make a world." She would usually say this when we had just seen someone who lives on the edge somehow. =) There is a lot of truth in that saying though. We are all different. We are all created different. I was talking to one friend this week about a book she shared with another friend. My friend and I loved the book, but her friend did not. She could not look beyond the differences in the author and mine the nuggets of truth. That is OK. There are other books for her.
I was contemplating Mother's Day. I thought about doing a Mother's Day post, but when I had the time, my heart was not in it. It goes along with my Grandma's saying. Mother's Day can be looked at in MANY different ways. Let's just stick to the female gender.
As a very young child, you know it is a day to honor your Mom. You probably make her something, pick her flowers, make a card or draw her a picture.
Then as a young lady, you probably want to make her dinner, or possibly buy her something. You may even think ahead of the day that you will be a Mom. Maybe you have some tradition at your house for Mother's Day that you want to do when you have your own home.
Let's look at an even older single woman... say in her mid to late 20's. She may wonder if she will ever be a Mom. She is not sure what God has in store for her and she is willing to wait, but Oh, it would be so nice to know.
I got married just after I turned 20. My first Mother's Day was all about my Mom. I got married in April and I knew my turn was coming. Then when Mother's Day numbers 2, 3 & 4 came around it was a painful day. I wanted to get married and have LOTS of babies. God had other plans. I would go to church and they would give all the mothers a flower of some sort. They were recognized in the service. "Will all the Moms please stand up". I would usually be the only married woman still sitting down. I think there was even one year when I did not go to church because it was too painful. I could still honor my Mom and my Mom-In-Love, but I did not like the day.
I have a good friend who had one stillborn son. She never had another. We talked again this year and I told her she was a Mom as much as I am. She does not feel like it because she did not raise a child.
What about the young woman through whatever circumstances makes the choice out of love to give her child up for adoption. She is VERY special in my heart because that is how I got my son. Is she a Mom? How does Mother's Day make her feel?
Then there are the woman that have their first Mother's Day by being pregnant. It is a time of joyful anticipation.
Then comes the first Mother's Day when you are sitting there holding that child. I know for me, it was a day of great rejoicing. We had tried for 5 years. After getting on our knees and giving up our right (which was not really ours) to have children that God blessed us through adoption.
There are the Mom's sitting in the hospital with a micro-preemie, or the Mom's that have a severely disabled child. There are the Mom's like Mrs. Duggar that have a large family.
This Mother's Day, I did miss my own sweet Mom. I wore one of her sweaters all day and thought of it as my hug from her. We were able to visit my sweet Mom-In-Love. This was also my last Mother's Day with Joshua home.
Where are you with Mother's Day?
Here are a few pictures from around the farm.

