How moms permeate our (my) existence
The truth is, there are many wonderful and some terrible mothers, and many parts within each. On Mother’s Day, and unfortunately, after they pass, we glorify them and they absolutely deserve this elevated status. These are the times to focus on their purest features, love, and nurturance. The best of our mothers is not incubation and birthing, but how they feed and clothe us, discipline and guide us, adore us, and never love others with the same intensity and unconditionality they do us.
The Other Parts of Moms
A quick compare and contrast Google search between mothers and fathers reveals many things, most obvious of which is that mothers have been and are much more inspirational than fathers. So let’s go through a few mother synonyms and other related words just to illustrate the point, and have a little fun doing so with a few micro-stories along the way.
The daughter survived but did not thrive, because she was motherless, both before and after her mother’s death.
Motherhood, casually and commonly cast with importance, drove the young lady to seek the fantasy. She found what she was looking for and embraced it, alongside the diapers, crying, midnight feedings, and worry.
The children’s mother, having lived in foreign territory for nearly a decade, was finally allowed a flight to see them. After nearly a day’s travel, she touched down in her nation of birth. The mother landed in her motherland.
The young woman gave birth to a beautiful baby boy and experienced love for him like never or since. But, alas, her emotions dulled, so she studied computer science passionately until, one day, this bored mother was entrusted with motherboards.
Mother Nature was angry that day. Her children mistakenly asked her the time rather than the temperature. “That’s your father’s job,” she screamed.
I’ll leave it to you, the reader, to consider micro-stories for the many other mother-related words, starting with housemother, supermom, soccer mom, matriarch, tiger mom, baby mama, MILF, your mama, yummy mummy, mama’s boy, mother earth, mother hen, red-hot mama, jo mamma, mother lode, mo fo, and sweet Mary mother of God.
My Early Days
I sometimes imagine what childhood would have been like if my mother hadn’t stayed when my father left. More traumatic, I’m sure. Thank you for staying, Mom.
I also know these early days were made better by the nurturing and availability of the eldest generation. Thank you, grandmothers.
My Now Days
I often wonder, especially lately (midlife crisis) what direction my life would have taken if not for my beautiful, strong, and loving wife. How is it that the higher powers that be gifted me… ME… the opportunity to marry (way) up? I’m positive, without her beauty, my behavior would have been uglier. Without her strength, my weaknesses would have prevailed. And without her love, my self-loathing would have stifled every ounce of self-growth. Thank you, my dear Susan.
Happy Mother’s Day.