We all have our little sorrows, and I think the littler you are the larger the sorrow. Anyone who has ever felt like a motherless child, or an inadequately mothered adult knows what I mean. It is when we are littlest that are needs are the greatest. Consequently some of the greatest sorrows we will ever experience come from our mothers. Unfortunately, motherhood is so difficult that virtually no one does it perfectly. Maybe there are some mothers that are perfect but if your mom was like mine she made mistakes. Whatever the reason your mom, like my mom was not perfect, we find ourselves with a legacy of sorrow. I have sorrow…
And yet my mom is someone I still look up to and admire. She raised five girls, had a 48 years of being married to my papi. My mom took care of us, the house, the finances, and still made my papi feel like he was the best man that ever walked the face of this earth.She was happy he was happy and we were happy.
While there are moments that I may sit and think if only…I am o.k. with the mother I have, and for the way she mothered me.
So I have my sorrow, but with that comes a sense of knowing I have to heal. Knowing that my mom while not perfect, made me who I am. I like who I am. That is what matters most.
Peace and love to all who enter here.
