To all the mothers of the world, here’s a letter from the children of the world.
To all the mothers of the world
To the mothers who carried us in their belly for 9 months,
Sorry for the weight gain. You wanted me to be big and strong right? The late night cravings and early morning sickness, yeah I’ll take credit for that. Mom you sheltered me, took care of me and feed me. You loved me without knowing what kind of person I was, without seeing my face, you didn’t even know what kind of ice cream I liked, and yet you still loved me. Mom I felt that love. I felt it in my bones, I felt it in my soul. When I came out I recognized your voice first. Mom you’ve been there since the beginning, I can’t say that for anyone else.
Mom I remember those nights where you would you would rub your belly telling me how much you loved me, you read me stories and though you may not know, I heard your words. That MUST be the reason I love princess stories so much. Sorry you had trouble sleeping while you were carrying me, but if it counts for anything I never felt so safe. Mom I know you’ll always protect and love me forever and do you want to know why? If I can put you through 9 months of pure torture and I come out and you still love me!! Mom that’s love. Mom that’s true love. The first love I’ll ever know, and I have you to thank for that.
To all the mothers who gave their children up for adoption.
You chose not to keep me,
so you gave me away.
What am I supposed to think
of who I am today?
I am a living example
of what this world’s come to,
when wants and needs are more important
than what God has given you.
So, take a long look into the mirror
into the eyes … that lead to your heart,
and know that I don’t hate you
for you gave me a brand new start.
I have a Mom and Dad who love me
just as I am today.
They gave me their last name,
and they taught me how to pray.
So please know that … I love you,
… and I always will.
Because your choice for me was LIFE,
I know you love me … still.
Vickie Borgfeld Cross, Yorktown
To all the unconventional mothers,
Dads, Aunts, Uncles, Grandmas, grandpa’s, Brothers, Sisters, Nanny’s You are apart of this holiday too. You took care of me because you had to and because you wanted to. We might not be the ‘picture perfect’ family but we are a family. When I look back at my life I remember you. I remember the tap dance classes, the baseball games, the nights I was sick and you were by my bedside giving me the poison they call cough syrup. You were always there and you never left. I know it probably wasn’t what you expected but neither did I.
Sometimes I know it was uncomfortable, to have ‘The Talk‘ with me, when mother’s day rolled around we both didn’t know what to do. It was only until later that we created our own traditions, we created our own memories. When I like of my mom I think of you. You don’t have to give birth to be a mom, to be a mom there is so much more. It’s what you do for me that I’ll always remember. It’s the unconditional love that I’ll always remember.
Sure blood is thicker than water, but actions speak louder than words.
To all the mothers who lost their babies.
I have not turned my back on you
So there is no need to cry.
I’m watching you from heaven
Just beyond the morning sky.
I’ve seen you almost fall apart
When you could barely stand.
I asked an angel to comfort you
And watched her take your hand.
She told me you are in more pain
Than I could ever be.
She wiped her eyes and swallowed hard
Then gave your hand to me.
Although you may not feel my touch
Or see me by your side.
I’ve whispered that I love you
While I wiped each tear you cried.
So please try not to ache for me
We’ll meet again one day.
Beyond the dark and stormy sky
A rainbow lights the way.
To all the mothers who are not with us anymore,
She is Gone
You can shed tears that she is gone
Or you can smile because she has lived
You can close your eyes and pray that she will come back
Or you can open your eyes and see all that she has left
Your heart can be empty because you can’t see her
Or you can be full of the love that you shared
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday
Or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday
You can remember her and only that she is gone
Or you can cherish her memory and let it live on
You can cry and close your mind,
be empty and turn your back
Or you can do what she would want:
smile, open your eyes, love and go on.