I know that traditionally Mother’s Day is for Moms. But there have been women in my life who have mothered me and aren’t ‘Moms’ because they’ve never had kids and certainly aren’t my mom either.
So Happy Mother’s Day to all of the…
Step-Moms, Pet-Moms, Like-a-Moms, Moms-to-Be, Adopted Moms, Grandmoms, Mom Friends and All the Moms in between.
Today, I want to honor all of the women who have mothered me over the years when I needed some extra mothering. Because I have needed extra mothering. Haven’t you?
Especially now that I’m divorced, I’ve found that there are just sad moments when I need a little extra caring in my life. You know, like the good moms do. They hug and push your hair back from your wet cheeks after you’ve been sobbing. They’re the ones who cup your chin in their palm, make you look up into their eyes and smile at you with love. Usually they tell you something inspiring when they do that or at least tell you how much you are loved.
Maybe I’m just remembering how I wanted to be mothered because certainly nobody’s done that for me so dramatically. But I’ve had friends who have mothered me by giving me a hug and holding me for a few minutes while I cried. And I’m so grateful for them.
Because when you’re a single mom, you’re all you’ve got. You’re the alpha and the omega. You’re the pillar of strength and if you need a hug, well, hug yourself.
It takes a village to raise kids and I’m grateful for the village I’ve got which includes a bunch of friends who I can rely on and who can rely on me. We’ve bonded as women, friends and extra moms. Because you just never know when you need to be mothered.