Mother's Day: Seasons Of Love

I know that it's easy to hope for touching gifts and thoughtful deeds since it's mother's day. It's easy to expect that after three years of being a mom and a dad for you that I must deserve just one day where my needs come first. But the reality is that becoming a mommy means things are a little bit different and more complicated than that. It's not that my needs aren't important, it's just that in a contest between what I want and what you need, you will always come first in my book, always. I know that one day, when you're older you might want to buy me something small, or make me breakfast, or pick some flowers from our garden for me. But whether you do those things on Mothers Day or on any other random day doesn't matter to me. Frankly, whether you do those things at all is neither here nor there because what I want is for you to love and respect the people in your life, and to show them the true meaning of love; show them whenever the urge takes you, not when a date on a calendar tells you to. 

If I pass any wisdom to you, I want it to be love. I love you greatly and pray, that in being loved immeasurably, you will love greatly too. Love will help you endure all kinds of loss. But know the spirit can never be lost. Faith in this hope will never betray you. Speaking out for and doing what is right on this earth is never easy, and oftentimes, not popular. Pursue your passion with integrity, and remember no success can compensate for failure in the home. Treat all God’s creatures, friend and foe, as fragile and delicate, because that is what we are. Physically, take care of body, mind, and spirit. Their strength is intertwined. Emotionally, cast aside the folly of peer pressure. You are one of the most genuine, kind people I know - and I don't want that turned into a fake, forced showing of affection by the commercial world. Just be you. Show your love in a way that's you. If you grow up to really love those days and feel that helps you express your affection, then do it - but do it for your own reasons.

Becoming a mom taught me so many life lessons. When I was little, I know the secrets to true joy, but as I grow older, I start to forget. I start to think more and worry more and I rarely feel true joy. Rarely, that is, unless or until I am blessed with beautiful boy. When I had you, I suddenly remember what true joy feels like and I experience it again through you. Being a mom means I get a daily reminder of what's important and what matters. Seeing the world through your eyes makes it look brighter and more beautiful to me than ever before. I love how the simplest objects are magically transformed into something wonderful by the fairy dust of your imagination. I love the way I can almost see the wheels turning in your brain as you learn something new, which seems to happen every day. Sometimes being a parent is hard. But, I try my best to be a good parent you. I know there are times when I fall far short of perfect, but I try my best to be the best parent that I can be. I know that someday I will miss the little things that you do that I struggle with right now. So, I promise to enjoy those moments a little more now, while I still can. I know these days are long, but I also know that the years are short and time flies so fast.

So this Mother's day, I just want to thank you Addy because every day you give me the best gift of all: the gift of being a mom, of being your mom, and I am so grateful. My love for you knows no bound.  I saw you progress through the years, from a happy baby to an inquisitive boy. So, if one day, you decide to be extra sweet, and fix me breakfast in bed, and that breakfast turns out to be wilted lettuce and ketchup sandwiches, I will smile, and I will eat that sandwich, and I will treasure that memory, just like my mom did for me. Because it isn't the gifts that matter, it's you.



In many ways, you have been blessed with brains and pleasant and wholesome personality. I am grateful.  As you always hear me say, being your mother has been one of life’s great blessings. It is a rare and precious privilege to see you grow from that little angel of innocence in my arms to a wise and kind man who uses his talents and abilities to make a difference in this world.  I am proud to be your mother.  I love you my babylove and just like how I said, No matter what season it is, may it be winter, spring, summer or fall, I will always be here for you. I will be forever your mom and your friend.