To the mothers who endured nine months of constant nausea, back pain, heartburn, bed rest, and general discomfort.
To the mothers who have brought children into their homes, hands and hearts.
To the mothers who nurture children at work, in school, at church and in the community, but perhaps not at home.
To anyone who has ever endured a tantrum, enforced the rules, set limits, been hated for doing the right thing, been reasonable, danced on a whim, learned to see the world with wonder again, rediscovered all there is to love about something, found innocence again—in short, loved a child.
And most especially to my own mother, who has raised four pretty fantastic daughters, and my grandmothers, who each raised four fairly awesome children.
Happy Mother’s Day
Photo by Chris Enns