Happy Mother's Day
Happy Mother's Day to all the women in the world.
Especially those who will not been taken out to brunch but instead are watching their children die in war, or from curable diseases, or from non curable diseases.
The mothers for whom this day will not be one of breakfast in bed, for whom breakfast has become a distant memory.
The mothers whose children are finding a comfort in drugs or alchol that they somehow could not find in anything else.
The mothers who will pass another day hoping that they can find the courage to get themselves and their children out of situations of abuse, yet knowing that doing so will end up in another abuse, that of the system.
The mothers whose gifts will not be jewelry, or clothes or spa days, who have to say I can't afford it when their children ask for money to buy them something.
I am so grateful to my mother, who taught me that we are all the same, regardless of time, money, circumstance we are all just humans, with shared fears, frailties, and needs.
Who also taught me that authority unquestioned is a dangerous thing, and that ordinary people working together can achieve great things.
So on this Mother's Day I pay tribute to all the women who against the backdrops of war, oppresion, disease. poverty and fear carry on with the task of mothering.
Especially those who will not been taken out to brunch but instead are watching their children die in war, or from curable diseases, or from non curable diseases.
The mothers for whom this day will not be one of breakfast in bed, for whom breakfast has become a distant memory.
The mothers whose children are finding a comfort in drugs or alchol that they somehow could not find in anything else.
The mothers who will pass another day hoping that they can find the courage to get themselves and their children out of situations of abuse, yet knowing that doing so will end up in another abuse, that of the system.
The mothers whose gifts will not be jewelry, or clothes or spa days, who have to say I can't afford it when their children ask for money to buy them something.
I am so grateful to my mother, who taught me that we are all the same, regardless of time, money, circumstance we are all just humans, with shared fears, frailties, and needs.
Who also taught me that authority unquestioned is a dangerous thing, and that ordinary people working together can achieve great things.
So on this Mother's Day I pay tribute to all the women who against the backdrops of war, oppresion, disease. poverty and fear carry on with the task of mothering.
posted by April Reign (aka Debra) at 9:22 a.m.
1 Comments:
My tributes too to those mothers, April, and to all the women I know who live and work in the faith that your mother taught you.
We shouldn't have to prove our equality, but we still do. Fortunately, we're getting quite good at that, eh? ;-)
Happy Mother's Day.
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