It’s that time of year when mothers and mother figures all over the world receive gifts, cards and flowers, and programs are being held to honor these deserving women.
This year is different for me. It is not about tradition or commercialism. This year the tables have turned for my siblings and I. Instead of our mom taking care of us, we are now our mother’s and oldest sister’s caregivers. Since the beginning of this year, both have experienced major medical challenges.
Our lives have changed from a mother raising her children, to the children now keepers of their mother. From a mother preparing family dinners, to her children planning her meals. From a mother appearing unannounced at her children’s door steps knowing when they needed money, to the children now paying her bills.
Yes, I see a slower, moving woman who was once robust, aggressive and sometimes overbearing, but a few days ago I suddenly realized my mom is only 10 years from being 100 years old, which is a century, y’all!!!
Today I pray for more compassion, patience and love for my mom while she is still with me. Every chance I get I embrace, honor and respect her. I lay aside what I want and how I feel.
I look for moments to sit down and have discussions with her not just to talk about meds and what time to take them, but to fully engage her, woman-to-woman, about politics, religion and whatever else we are led to talk about.
I sincerely celebrate my mother’s life. Instead of running away from missed opportunities or unintentional neglects, I run towards and embrace them.
Thank you God for opening my eyes.
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