A Mother's Work


        Have you ever stopped and said it is time to be done? I find myself staring at things to do and worry about them getting done. What if we stopped worrying about it? What if we moved around the stuff to do and said like Scarlett O'Hara I will think about it tomorrow. There really is a magic around letting things go and just enjoying life.

        Since Co-Vid, I have lost numerous friends, gained a little weight and watched our lives change around us. I didn't hoard toilet paper and guess what we made it! Our bums have survived. There was so much hype about it. I even saw on Facebook Market place a guy selling toilet paper for $100 for 24 rolls. Seriously I hope no one was that desperate. I would of given you a roll of ours.

    This mother has been going through a lot this year. A son graduating from high school in all of this insanity, loss of a dear aunt which was awful because I had to watch her service online. I couldn't even say goodbye properly. Now as a Christian, I know I will see her again, in my heart I know I will see her again but watching her from a far and not getting to hold my cousins and give them hugs hurt so very much. 

    Anyone that knows me knows that I am a hugger and it is really tough for me not to hug people when they are in need. I work at a university and I treat my students as if they are my kids to. One day I was going up in our elevator and the student looked upset. I asked him if he was alright and he told me that he was a freshman, facing his first finals and he was homesick. I turned to him and I said, would it be ok if I hugged you and he started to cry and said yes please. I hugged him and told everything was going to be ok and that if he needed someone I was here for him. He was so grateful. He told me thank you and wanted to know why I did it. I said to him, I have a daughter in college and I hope that if she needed it that someone would hug her to.

    That story will always be very close to my heart. So the next time you are walking down the street, in an elevator or you see someone that is suffering, reach out and smile or a hug. 

    I know I am rambling but sometimes I need to get my mother's mind a little release.

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