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September 28, 2010

To mother you

Filed under: Motherhood, Personal — Tags: , , , — llcall @ 3:51 am

Last Thursday I had a much-needed chat with my good friend Vickie (I’ve mentioned her before; she was initially my grad school mentor, now life-motherhood-and-everything-in-between mentor).  We talked for an hour or so in the early afternoon.  And then the strangest thing happened a few hours later . . . my life turned into a scene from a movie.  Seriously.  Picture this:

I’m sitting at the kitchen table, alone.  I’m in the middle of eating a forgettable dinner (confirmed by the fact that I’ve forgotten it).  Suddenly, I burst into tears.  Not a few little sniffles.  I am sobbing, weeping, tears are getting in my food, on the table, on my clothes.  And I hear a song in my head.  It’s not a vague sense of music, it’s completely audible.  I can hear the tune, the lyrics, Sinead’s voice.  Here is the song [play it for full effect]:

And this feeling completely overwhelms me . . . that today Vickie has mothered me, in the most personal and perfect way.

In my church, we believe motherhood is an important thing, a critical part of a woman’s eternal identity.  It is not something that is solely connected with having children; rather, it is a set of attributes that help us love and nurture and care for the people around us.  It is having a “mother heart” that’s ready to comfort anyone in need.

I’ve heard about this for years.  I’ve taken comfort in the notion many times in the thirty years before I had a daughter.  I’ve felt mothered by many women, not the least of which is my own mother.  But I don’t think the reality of it has ever hit me quite as hard as it did that day.  This is what it is to be mothered right when you need it, in the way you need it.

Thanks for that, Vickie.

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2 Comments »

  1. What a sweet surprise to read this post! I am so glad I was able to mother you. I have been mothered by many women in addition to my mother as well, so it’s nice to know I can serve as a mother to my friends as well. That song is so beautiful—it’s a keeper. Just like you! Love you!

    Comment by Vickie Blanchard — September 28, 2010 @ 4:35 pm

  2. I’ve also been mothered by many women besides my mother, most of all my sisters and a few great friends. I love the concept of being “mothers” and not just to our children. . .it’s SO much more! 🙂

    Comment by Liesl Johnson — September 30, 2010 @ 6:37 pm


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