You might say- well, you are a teacher so that means in some way you are a mom- yes, in some way I am (and I do get called momma quite often by accident) but when a well-meaning parent says Happy Mother's Day to you at dismissal it leads to a little bit of heart sadness- because while for 5.5 hours I am momma, teacher, auntie, and everything else to those little ones- at the end of the day they, along with all other students, go home to their own families- while I go home to an empty house.
So, while I praise God for a mom who I LOVE with my whole heart, I'm learning to praise God for the aching to have something that I don't, I'm learning to praise God for trusting when it's the hardest, I'm learning to praise God when my heart breaks. I'm learning- but I am not fully there yet. So, to those who long for children (whether married or single) my heart feels you. For those who long for their children (or mothers that they have lost), my heart aches for you. For those who will have reminder after reminder tomorrow of those dreams that have died/are dying/struggling to hold on in the "mom world"- I will pray for you.
*I know this post has been a little bit disjointed- my heart is little achy tonight (I'm attributing it to the fact that my allergies- while they were clear at the beginning of the week have hit again at the end of the week and I'm just weary)
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