Its Mothers Day again. “Good morning mom. Happy Mothers Day!” Yes, I even said those words today to her in hopes where ever she is, she will sense my love for her still.
What I’ve learned from my mother looking back at the 92 years with her are many things. Even in the journey of loss and the mountain of grief these last two and half years.
I recall the schedules we use to always have by gathering around the kitchen table as family. Mothers Day is a family day together and even if they are not with us on this side of the cosmos they are within us. Therefore, start up the grills! Bring out the buns and condiments along with the hot dogs.
What comes to mind is a mothers job description.
Job Description: Long term, eternal
Responsibilities: See that the kids are clothed, fed, teeth brushed and have their homework done. This is called, Home Work Patrol. Be willing to lay awake at night waiting for the teenager of the family to bring home the family car safe and sound and the teen also. Be willing to travel. Should have some knowledge of soccer, softball and
skinned knees. Must be willing to face stimulating technical problems such plugged toilets, gadget repair and zippers that are stuck. Must have organizational skills. Screen calls, maintain calendars and social events. Must be indispensable one minute, frazzled and embarrassed the next. Finally, must be conscious of cheap toys and safety. Know when to hold them, know when to fold them before explosion. Smile so your teeth hurt.
To put it briefly, the candidate must be a chef, a nurse, taxi driver, tutor, keep secrets, hair stylist and janitor.
Benefits: Butter fly kisses, burp messes, and lots of love.
Will be with family today knowing that its moms day and she would want it that way. She will be with us in mind and spirit. Geeee, I wonder if she liked a hot dog since we’re grilling!
Happy Mothers Day to All who have chosen to apply for this job.