Life isn’t always Milk and Cookies

blog pic2I have been fighting this post for days. It seems to be so “taboo” in our society to look at Mother’s Day with any sort of emptiness and negative feelings. I have many friends who struggle through Father’s Day each year because of absent or distant fathers, and there is an understanding of how widespread that epidemic is, and a sensitivity on that day. (sidenote: I LOVE the auto correct feature of the Mountain Lion OS…it’s really helping today 🙂 ) What about those that have the same feelings about Mother’s Day.

For half of my childhood, I was raised by a single dad. It was a choice I made and the distance in my relationship with my mom has grown over the years. The memorable times that so many people have with their moms, stopped, for me, at age nine. Mother’s Day comes around each year and I feel left out of all the merriment and celebration others have, but have never really stopped to think that it’s okay to feel sad and jipped out of seemingly “normal” experiences.

On the other hand, I do have to take time each year to be thankful for the women God has placed in each step of my life to be my mom’s. There have been amazing people along the way that have shown me unconditional love and have shaped me into the person I am today, who cheered me on, and challenged me. I’m thankful for days of shopping, lunches out, and cooking tips taught.

For anyone who may be feeling that silent sadness on this day because you are in a similar situation or because “motherhood” has happened for you yet, I just want to let you know that the biggest lesson all of this has taught me is that moms come in all forms. They can either be created by giving birth or can be moms at heart with the love and care they give to those around them.