09 May 2010

Mom

"When you look into your mother’s eyes, you know that is the purest love you can find on this earth." ~ Mitch Albom, For One More Day
When I was younger, I did not think much of my Mom. I grew up wanting to not be like her, a stay-at-home mom who had given up her teaching career to raise my siblings and me. I would watch her go about her day, making breakfast for my family, cleaning house, doing laundry, cooking, cleaning, more cooking, more cleaning, and I grew disgusted at how her life had turned out. I used to wonder if my Mom had any ambition at all for her life. Did she not want more, desire more, than to just be a Mom and a wife?

My Mom did not start to work until my sister was in high school. By then, she had been out of the work force for so long that she had to start at the very bottom. I'm not sure why, but I had been angry at my Mom for not doing more with her life. I felt as though she wasted her life just staying home and doing nothing all those years.

It was not until I was older that I realized how wrong I had been about my Mom. She was not just home and doing nothing. She had sacrificed her own dreams and ambitions to always be at home, ready and available, to care for us, nurture us, feed us, and love us. She had the most important job of all. But yet she never complained about the hours she worked, the lack of vacation time, or how she never was monetarily compensated. She just showed up, every day, with a smile on her face to encourage us to go about our own day, and she never asked for anything in return.



It is only now that I understand that she has achieved more with her life than she may have done if she had stayed with her teaching career. She took on the harder career, the one of being a full-time Mom. She successfully raised three children and even had to endure the tragedy of losing one of us. She was damn good at what she did: the best Mom I ever could have had. It is ironic how I grew up not wanting to be like her, and now, I could only hope to be like her.
“For the hand that rocks the cradle - is the hand that rules the world.” ~ William Ross Wallace

7 comments:

  1. This is so touching... Happy belated Mom's day!

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  2. Love this..Sounds like your mom is truly your hero..I only hope one day our girls will feel the same about us. That we did the best we could..Again pung yow..Happy Mothers Day. We are so blessed..so lucky..to have such beautiful daughters..

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  3. happy mother's day nova!! hope you got to celebrate it. i have had similar mixed emotions about my mother and how she chose to live her life. i don't think i will be able to fully appreciate it until i become a mother too.

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  4. Lovely post, Nova! Happy belated Mother's Day!

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  5. Nicely done. Two very wonderful woman in one piece. You're a good woman.

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  6. Hi! thanks for dropping by my blog. This post is very touching. Our mothers are the opposite. She was rarely at home because she was a career single mom. I understand the situation but I would love to be a stay at home someday, if given the chance.

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  7. I'm so thankful that my mom was able to stay home with my brother and me when we were younger. I hope that if/when I have babies, I'm that lucky!

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