Disclaimer: I will attempt not to tear up while writing this blog.
First off Happy Mother’s Day to all the mothers! What a blessing to care for, nurture and support a child. God has bestowed a great gift upon you. 🙂
This blog is going to be sort of like an open letter/tribute to my mom. They say you should give people their flowers while they are still alive. That’s what I’m going to attempt to do here and what I try to do pretty often for her.
My mother is a woman of few words but when she does open her mouth, especially when you ask her a question, a wealth of knowledge often comes out. I can honestly say that most of the deep questions I’ve asked about life as a child and as a young woman my mom has always had an answer for. I don’t know many people like that.
My mom said growing up she always knew she wanted to be a mother, perhaps, that was the God-Dream for her life. She got her wish on June 13, 1982 and her life was never the same again (lol).
Though she will be the first to admit she was not a perfect mother and knew that she didn’t have all the answers to raising a child, there were certain aspects she was determined to instill in me that I would say she was successful at. Below is a short list:
Mom grew up in a family where they were not free to communicate their deepest desires, wants and feelings. She knew she didn’t like that and was determined to change that with raising me. She said she always wanted me to be open and honest with her and feel like I could talk to her about everything. Looking back that was such a blessing to me then and now. I feel I am able to be my real authentic self with my mom. I don’t have to wear a mask. We discuss hard topics like sex, jealously, personal shortcomings; no topic is off limits.
As a result she instilled in me an appreciation for open communication, honesty and a desire to share that gift with others, including the outside world, thus this blog and my speaking engagements I facilitate.
A love for Black History
I have an avid love for black history; studying where we came from and the things that happened along the way has always been an avid passion of mine. I can thank mom for that, she had an active interest in black history that she instilled in me. To this day I read, research and try to educate others on the many facts that make up the black history experience in America.
When I was in college my mom held a presentation in our local library on the many facets of Black History. It didn’t mean as much then but looking back it was the first type of presentation of its kind in our small town. I’m proud of her for that.
Being proud of who I am
My mom always told me that God made me who I was and gave me my personality. She told me that I should be proud of myself, my ethnic features and being black. She never made me feel that I should wish for anything physically or mentally more than I was. Just being me was enough and now as an adult I’m so appreciative of that.
A need to give back to the community
My mom instilled in me the importance of giving to someone other than yourself. She showed me that life is not just about acquiring financial status and fitting into the right social group. It’s about helping someone else along on their journey. She helped me to understand that the healthiest people are the ones that become a whole person and part of that is giving back to others in various ways. Whether it be in time, money or some other aspect she has always been a giving person.
A love of God
I had a lot of questions about God as a child. My mom was able to answer them all and put them in a way that a child’s mind could comprehend. She would conduct bible studies in our home and give me short scriptures to memorize.
As I grew older and began my own bible studies I had more questions and she was still able to answer them. In addition to answering the questions she also was able to communicate the importance of having a personal, intimate relationship with God. Not just a Sunday morning one. And she led by example on how the Christian life is more of a daily walk then a great momentous one-time event. And as a result I do have a love for God, the bible and Christian study.
So you see the verse “train up a child” really does work! I’m living proof of it! I can say that in all the areas that my mom was determined for me to succeed in I have. And the older I get the more I am thankful that she was determined to instill certain things in me.
I’m not a mother yet and I can only imagine what life is like as a mom, in addition to all the other daily duties that must be met. Moms, Dads, Aunts and everyone else who has a hand in raising a child-keep going! And may the force be with you! lol
I’ll end this blog with a letter to my mom.
Thank you for all that you do and have done for me. It is hard to comprehend a mother’s love. The above list is proof that your dreams for me have manifested beautifully. There are other things I could mention that you did for me but that would fill up the entire space in my blog. We have not always seen eye to eye, but I am indebted for the many things that you have done for me. I realize now that being a mother is no easy task, I thank you for loving me and having a vision for my life. I am blessed to be on the receiving end of your God given wisdom.
“Train up a child in the way he should go and when he is old he will not depart from it.” Proverbs 22:6