Mom Loves Me More
I think it's pretty normal to go through the sibling rivalry thing of 'Mom loves me more'. I grew up with two older brothers and a younger sister--and the best mom ever. My siblings and I would rib each other about how mom loved one more than the other.
My silly siblings. If they'd known then what I've always known, they would have let go of that battle. You see--my mother loves ME the most. Just does. I'm very lovable. She's very awesome. It just works.
Now, in her awesomeness, she has plenty of love to give, so my siblings probably did feel the 'most' loved, when in fact, I was, and still am, the one she loves most. How do I know? She told me. So what if my sister said Mom told her the same thing? Obviously, Mom loves me most.
Picture of me, my beautiful mother, and my sister (who thinks she's the favorite, but she's not).
A mother's love is a truly amazing thing. In a world that is simply not fair and rarely kind, a mother's love--my mother's love--goes a long way in making things right. My mother inspires me to find the good, to find the practical, and to just keep moving until things are better. Those darkest days, well, there's no where to go but up. Those bright happy days, cherish them and hold them tight, and then find a way to share that happiness with someone else.
I'm very blessed with the women in my life, and my mother shines among them as the one I want to be like. She's not perfect--not by a long shot--but she loves me and my children like we are the only ones in the world. And, she does the same for my siblings' families. That, to me, is what a mother's job is--to make whoever is in front of her know they are the ones she loves most.
Let's keep the Mother's Day chat going--tell me what makes you know your mother loves you best in the comments (leave your email to be entered in the Beachwalk contest), and then stop by the Beachwalk Reader group, and my FB page for more 'Mom talk'.
Happy Mother's Day!