“To describe my mother would be to write about a hurricane in its perfect power. Or the climbing, falling colors of a rainbow.” —Maya Angelou
It is officially Spring time! Chris and I have decided that this is the year for us to close the chapter on our sweet tiny home and upgrade into a place with some growing room for our growing boy!
To prepare for the big task of moving, I’ve been spring cleaning the house like a mad woman! Yesterday I dropped off SEVEN bags of gently used clothing, shoes, jewelry and purses to Inn for Women, a chic second-hand boutique that supports safe houses for women in our local community. If you live in my area, I highly recommend you check this place out! I recently found a hand-tooled vintage leather clutch there and dropped off a wardrobe full of my dresses, suits and skirts from the old pageant and politics days when I represented everywhere from the Miss World Stage to Parliament Hill.
Going through all those great clothes and great memories, I was amazed by the realization of how much my personal style has grown over the years.
Motherhood has definitely changed me. It’s matured me and given me a deeper realm of confidence that I never had before.
Sure, most days I have no idea what I’m doing when it comes to parenting. And hello, toddler years! Those days aren’t always easy! But motherhood is teaching me patience and grace for others on a totally different level. It’s teaching me generosity and selflessness. It’s making me more into the woman I was meant to be.
Most days its a balancing act and learning how to find the beauty in the simplest of moments. It’s stopping to slow down and enjoy doing daily tasks with my little at my side, knowing that there will be a day when he doesn’t want to spend every moment next to me like he does now.
When that day comes, I want to rest assured that the time we spent together has solidified within him a heart to fight for the beauty and dignity of all human life. I want to raise him to be a confident and compassionate man of character, to know his roots and to remember where he came from. And to extend unending grace and generosity unto others.
I’m sure this is the same prayer that my own mother covered over me; as mothers the world over only want what is best for their children. To raise them up to be strong and compassionate individuals who bring greater beauty into the world than we do now.
I think of all those who have mothered me over the years and all that I owe them for the woman I have grown to become today. Every lesson was an investment. Every moment nurturing a seed that can grow up to feed the world.
This journey of motherhood, friendship and sisterhood is teaching me that love is always a choice. With our time, resources and actions we choose to lavish love upon one another. This is the act of mothering.
And you don’t have to birth or raise children to be a mother. You just have to choose to love.
So today I honour all the mothers! I honour the ones who give of themselves time and time again. Pouring themselves out for the sake of another.
I honour the life-givers and the mother warriors who birth new things in us every time they choose to love.
I honour the defenders of beauty and dignity, who are investing in a legacy of world change that starts small and grows outward.
Because mothering is no easy task. It will challenge and transform you. It will change the world today and better the world tomorrow.
Photos by Terry Teng
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