When I was a preteen, certain stores would have baby sections where you could pick up a free magazine about babies. From age ten to thirteen I would make sure to pick one up to bring home, because I always wanted to be a mother. I would read the articles and study the ads and admire the angelic baby pictures. I think I stopped when I sensed disapproval from my own mother, who of course had a more detailed picture of motherhood and how it began and all that it entailed, and she did not want me wishing too strongly for all that so soon.
Thankfully it was many many years before I indulged my childhood fantasy of motherhood, and birthed three adorable rascals that were my darling companions and my focus of attention for many years. People would ask me if I was disappointed that I did not have a girl; and I would answer that I would not trade any of them for any dumb old girl. And how wise I was! Because now I get the best of both worlds, now they bring darling women into my life, which is another true delight.
Blessings on women everywhere with child and without for we all have a mothering spirit and nurture things in our world.
Blessings on those who are sad today, may they let the tears flow and feel better.
Blessings on those who shake their heads and think the holiday is silly and blessings on those who work hard writing poems for greeting cards to help us express what we cannot find the words for.
Blessings on the mothers who are tired and overwhelmed, may we reach toward them with assurance.
Blessings on those who want to be mothers and will never find a way.
Blessings on those who had distracted mothers and mean mothers, may they be better mothers themselves from their experience, and may their wounds be healed by insight and other relationships.
Blessings to those who feel like mean and distracted mothers, may you find a little space for yourself to grow in so that you can mother better.
Blessings on those who did the worst mothering, for what a horrible life they must have been living, to harm this greatest gift.
And blessings on those who cried for mothering kindness, may you feel that love from somewhere unexpected, my heart reaches out to you.
The original idea for Mother's Day was post Civil War, calling on the wisdom of mothers to prevent further bloodshed and senseless killing of our precious sons. So blessings on the mothers of our enemies; may we all raise our children to love all colors and respect all beliefs and appreciate all differences.
Blessings on the mothering instincts that reside in our men.
Happy Mother's Day 🌷❤️🌷
Melissa Regan is a Storyteller who is honored to celebrate the life you live and the people you love. She partners with individuals at significant times of life and loss, supporting them by creating and presenting their loved ones story at a service or by planning an inspirational day of rememberance and reflection.
Melissa spent time as a critical care nurse before she became specialized in the field of organ donation. Melissa was well known for the care she gave grieving families and did this delicate work for 14 years. Her experience lead to her teaching heartfelt methods of communication to donation specialists around the world.
Inspired by everything these families taught her, she expanded her perspective on life by studying Positive Psychology, earning both a CiPP and a CAPP. She received training as an end of life doula through INELDA. She has a special grace all her own when it comes to supporting us at times of change and loss.
Melissa is a wife, mother, lifelong learner, and a lover of the wonder you can find in a single moment. She brings this wonder to her public speaking, connecting us to the grandness and depth always present in the day to day.
“Take a day to be thoughtful... the rest of your life is here.”