I was walking by the small garden next to our church. It was one of those spring days that you still need a sweater even thought the air has a new sense of warmth that wasn’t there a few weeks, even days, before.
I had a few extra minutes, so I found a bench. It just happened to be across from a statue of Mary.
I wasn’t raised in the tradition of Mary, but recently I’ve had her on my mind.
We are both mothers after all.
I sat there for awhile. Mary stood across from me elevated, with open arms.
I wasn’t really feeling anything or looking for anything. I was just enjoying the nice day.
And then out of nowhere a lump caught in my throat.
And these thoughts were with me…
There’s a place for you here.
I’m here with open arms.
There is always a place for you here.
I’ll wait. Until you’re ready.
I’m not going anywhere.
You’ll know when and where to find me.
These thoughts settled on me, and I realized that being eternally available is the essence of being a mother.
And having the need is being a child.
And sometimes we are both.
Happy Mother’s Day.
Holding back the tears. This is beautiful and you described her beautifully. Happy mothers days!
Happy Mother’s Day Kelly! Hope you are having a wonderful day.
Very beautiful, Kaly. Your writing so often brings a lump to my throat and a tear or two in my eyes.
Thanks Roseann!!! Hope you had a good Mother’s Day!
The best one yet! Happy Mother’s Day, Kaly!!!
Thank you Kathy, I’m so glad you like it.
Lovely thought, thank you for sharing Kaly!
Thanks Claire – so nice to see your name here. Let’s talk soon. XOXO