they say it takes a village to raise a child,
and while that is true,
i would propose that what it really takes, in the long run, is many different mothers.
where would i be without my capital m: Mother?
who gave me life and continues to, everyday in new ways.
as i grow up, up, & away – she is the string to the balloon.
how beautiful . . . before me:
this one Mother would have been enough!
but then there are the other mothers.
the sadie. the paula. the gail, karen, kelley, & shawn. the in-lucky-to-have-law, lisa. the many who would be embarrassed that i called them the m word, but must know how much formidable stuff they’ve poured into me. that stuff that makes me better. the stuff i store up for later, to be as hearty and heartening as those who have mothered me.
happy mother’s day to all the mothers – mine and others’.
know that, children or none, you are pouring good stuff into those around you. muah.