Today I’m blogging at InspyRomance for Mother’s Day weekend, in which I’m reflecting on experiencing motherhood, missing my own dear mom who lives on the other side of the world, and mentioning one of my Savannah Sweethearts books (the one about Amy going home to Savannah to see her mother and check on the family business in Wish You Joy).
Happy Mother’s Day!
Here is the archived content of the blog post I wrote:
Happy Mother’s Day to InspyRomance mothers — both authors and readers! While we’re not all mothers, we all do have mothers — some of whom have gone on ahead of us, and some of whom are still here with us.
To tell you the truth, when I thought about what topic to write for my blog post, one day before Mother’s Day, I ended up reflecting back on my own motherhood. From a perspective of an empty-nesting Christian mother, I suppose my reflections are tinged with sighs of relief LOL that we all survived.
Mothers with many children have told me that their older kids sometimes help with their younger kids. Since my son is an only child, everything has been new and everything has been difficult (even though I grew up with a household of brothers).
If you’re a mother, what do you remember most about raising your children?
I remember those early days of my motherhood, when I had to learn how to hold a big baby properly and how to change an unlimited amount of diapers. Don’t laugh, but when I was pregnant, I took a course on how to change diapers (I’m academic that way LOL).
I also remember the days of teaching my son to talk and walk. Apparently, running was instinctive, but walking, I had to teach him.
And then it was on to reading and writing. Those days of learning phonics and stringing words together to make sentences were super fun. And I’m happy to report that we learned cursive in homeschool. It was part of our handwriting class in the elementary school years. Reading, writing, communicating, growing up…
Speaking of that (I’m trying not to shed a tear here), the old adage is true: “They grow up fast.”
And then they’re out the door, it seems.
What do you remember about your own childhood?
I hope you had a happy, memorable, and delightful childhood yourself. I have wonderful memories of mine. I know we took many photographs, but often my father was behind the camera, so he wasn’t always in the photos. When I married and started a family of my own, I tried to remind myself that I should be in the photographs too. Like my father, I tend to spend more time behind my phone camera, trying to capture memories of my own family.
My son just finished his first year in college. Imagine, a whole freshman year is over. I’m still processing that fact LOL. I think my hair is graying more as I think about the idea of having a child in college. Suddenly, my husband and I are by ourselves again (as we were for years before our son was born), and yes, we have to mow our own lawn now. Haha!
I remember thinking about what it would be like to be an empty-nester when I wrote Wish You Joy (Savannah Sweethearts Book 9) a few years ago. In this book, widowed Mrs. Untermeyer’s three children left home many years ago. While they were gone, she had to depend on her church and sympathetic friends to get along. After some surgeries and feeling her age, she decides she has to sell the company business, which she can no longer run on her own. That is when her daughter finds out that the majority share of the family business has now gone to a total stranger.
And she comes home.
In real life, I think many mothers anticipate that their adult children would “come home” from time to time to visit them, if at all possible. I’m no exception. I love it every time my son comes home from college for his school breaks or just for the weekend. And I know my own mother is delighted whenever I get an opportunity to see her. Time is always running out, it seems.
Do you live far away from your parents or closest relatives?
How do you travel to visit them? Do you drive a long way or do you fly? Anyone here sail home? Cycle home? Walk home?
Gone are the old days when most families live in the same township or area so that they don’t even have to use a phone to call home. These days, many family members spread out for work or their own lives, not only across state lines, but sometimes to other countries as well. FaceTime, Skype, and live videos don’t always make up for the geographic distance between family members, do they?
Mothers, whether you live far or near your children and family, I wish you a wonderful Mother’s Day, and I pray that the Lord will bless you with His amazing provisions and grace. I do love the passage of Proverbs 31 that talks about the virtuous woman. This verse below is a good reminder for me to focus on Christ and Him alone, no matter the season or celebration!
“Favour is deceitful, and beauty is vain: but a woman that feareth the Lord, she shall be praised” (Proverbs 31:30).
Happy Mother’s Day!