My mama

moth·er

/ˈməT͟Hər/ bring up (a child) with care and affection.

Care /ker/ the provision of what is necessary for the health, welfare, maintenance, and protection of someone or something.   serious attention or consideration applied to doing something correctly or to avoid damage or risk.   feel concern or interest; attach importance to something.  look after and provide for the needs of.

Af·fec·tion   /əˈfekSH(ə)n/ a gentle feeling of fondness or liking.

That’s what google tells me mother means.  My mom, she was that and more.  And by more I mean everyone who has ever met my mom even in passing knows they are welcome at her table for a hot meal and a hug.  

My mom never really worked a day in her life outside our family home.  Yet she has taught me some of the biggest lessons in my life.  Hands down, my mom is the greatest forgiver I have ever witnessed.  If you cross her, if you hurt her, if you totally devastate her to the core.  Here’s what to do.  Tell her you’re sorry.  That’s it.  You’re done. Back in her good books.  100%.  As in forgiven and forgotten.  Clean slate.  Finito.  Golden.  

Admittedly I do not have these same gifting. There are a couple of incidents I have been exposed to in my life that I have hung on to in terms of the not forgetting.  Forgive sure, forget not so much.  

My mom spends every single morning in prayer and meditation.  My mom leaves this legacy.  Had she left a business role model, I would find that easy to follow.  Leaving the legacy of daily prayer and meditation.  And 100% every single time clean slate forgiveness and love, that one’s a bit more challenging.  

Thank you mama.  For how you love.  Without question you love.  And you love everyone.  You do encompass the definition of mother.  You did bring up a child with care and affection.  Gentle love.  For that and for much more, we say thank you.