To the Mother Who Second-Guesses Herself

Every time Mother’s Day comes, I find myself more grateful.

Brandon J. Adams

mother-and-son-1256829_960_720 (1)Humility requires me to speak respectfully, even in awe, when it comes to motherhood. I have not yet been a parent, and I will never be a mother.

But I have learned this, mothers, thanks to my years in youth ministry: you have regrets. No matter how well your children have turned out, as they cross the stage and flip their tassels, all smiles with relief, you long to have some days back. Even when I’m thinking, amazed, “Are you kidding? I’ve known your kid for years. They’re awesome!”

The longing is greater in some mothers. But the mammoth task of motherhood is bound to leave holes in all of us. A mother can find the tiniest flaw in her own mother-work, as surely as she can spot a speck of dust.

I want to encourage today. Yet I will never been a mother. I speak better than I know.

But I have been a child.

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3 thoughts on “To the Mother Who Second-Guesses Herself

  1. Pingback: To the Mother Who Second-Guesses Herself | The Faithbook

  2. On mother’s day this year I sobbed. My daughter just turned 16 and if I’m being completely honest, most days I can’t wait for her to move out. It’s exhausting… Her choices which break my heart. I wonder if she’ll ever overcome these things or grow up or learn to be wise. Sometimes I see her as toxic because she manipulates and is an emotional vampire. Other times I see the hurting daughter who just wants love. It’s hard. But I will not be shedding tears when I’m facing empty nest. I think I’ll be happy that I did my best.

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