It's Mother's Day.
I've been a mom for almost a decade.
And as crazy as it sounds, sometimes it's a fact that is hard for me to grasp.
Not the decade part, but the mom part.
The part of the word mom that has given me a responsibility of caring for these two growing boys who have turned from little to big right before my very eyes more than anything else in the world.
The part that has taken me to places like fishing holes and beautiful meadows on Mother's Day instead of a fancy restaurant or golf course.
The part that has put worms and bait on my fingertips, and slimy fish in my grasp.
Where waiting and watching ... and praying my way through the minutes of every day is not and option, but a requirement for success.
And where letting go is sometimes better than hanging on too tight.
Almost 9 years of wading through the hard hoping to find treasure because you know right where to look.
Nearly 9 years of capturing twinkling eyes and goofy grins looking right back at me.
I'm a mom. I'm a mom that has found herself on the banks of the greatest places in the world by saying yes to two boys and no to the world.
I'm a mom that chooses to see hidden beauty that has been there all along.
There will be days when my camera won't be capturing your little noses or freckled cheeks.
And soon enough, there will be years when you won't be 8 learning to cast perfectly upstream ...
or almost 6 and finally having enough patience to wait for a nibble, or the slightest bite.
So, for now, during the years when my eyes are tired, and my heart is full, I'm going to savor the fact that I am called {mom} ... and that taking me to one of your favorite fishing holes is the gift you've chosen to give me on Mother's Day.
Beauty is found when you look at what you have and wish for nothing more.
That's when you find yourself the proud owner of everything that can't be bought.
1 comment:
Being a Mom is the best thing ever!! And watching YOU be a Mom is a close second!
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