This letter was written by my colleague and friend, Shannon Loucks to her children on Mother’s Day. I found it touching and she kindly gave me permission to post. I consider parenting to be one of the most important jobs on Earth. To those who serve and birth the generations while they (and you) learn and grow: I send gratitude and respect.
Mother and Child (1900) by Mary Cassatt
To my beautiful children,
Thank you for making me a mother. But most importantly thank you for accepting me as the imperfect mother I am more often then not.
Thank you for loving me in my unkept, dirty clothed, bad breath moments. And by that I mean loving me the same you would were I dressed for a grand ball.
Thank you for introducing me to the trueness of unconditional love. Before you I had loved. I had been loved. It was nothing though next to the outside of my body heart wearing, momma bear protecting, fall to my knees love that I have for you.
Thank you for humbling me. Through your eyes, I see how everything that seemed so very important to achieve pales next to the meeting of your needs and the tending to of your desires.
Thank you for showing me the courage that is mine. Before you I would never had imagined I could live countless years without a full nights sleep and still experience wild joy. I never imagined I could give so deeply of myself and come up nurtured on the other side.
Thank you for trusting me with your gift of intimacy. For trusting me enough to yell at me, try out new feelings on me, toss frustration at me and know I could handle it and love you even more.
Thank you for all those teeny tiny moments that I will one day crave to life over again.
Thank you showing me the power of presence. For I know one day sooner then I would choose, you will lift you strong wings and leave this nest and I will miss even the moments that challenge me today.
Mostly, just thank you for filling me with this gratitude that words could never capture. I am honored to wear the title of mother.