To those who have given birth —we celebrate with you.
To those who have lost a child–we mourn with you.
To those who are in the trenches with little ones every day –we see you.
To those who experienced loss through miscarriage, failed adoptions, or running away—we ache with you.
To those who walk the hard path of infertility, fraught with pokes, prods, and disappointment—we walk with you.
Forgive us when we say foolish things. We don’t mean to make this harder than it is.
To those who are foster mums, mentor mums, and spiritual mums–we need you.
To those who have warm and close relationships with your children–we celebrate with you.
To those who have disappointment, heart ache, and distance with your children–we sit with you.
To those who lost their mothers–we grieve with you.
To those who experienced abuse at the hands of your own mother–we acknowledge your experience.
Forgive us when we say foolish things. We don’t mean to make this harder than it is.
To those who stepparent–we walk with you on these complex paths.
To those who are single and long to be married and mothering your own children–we mourn that life has not turned out the way you longed for it to be.
To those who envisioned lavishing love on grandchildren, yet that dream is not to be–we long with you.
To those who have given up children–we remember you.
Forgive us when we say foolish things. We don’t mean to make this harder than it is.
And to those who are pregnant with new life, both expected and surprising–we anticipate with you.
This mother’s Day we walk together in the joy and the pain that is mothering.
It is not for the faint of heart and we have real warriors in our midst.
Thanks be to God.
