in the post linked here.
Being a mother is not a matter of biology. It is a matter of commitment, of relationship, nurturing, providing for, and being there. Being a mother is defined by the responsibility for another human being, making sure that child is loved and protected, and seeing that resonsibility through. It's not easy; it is often impossibly difficult, but we take it on with faith, optimism, and high, high hopes.
For those of us who are "seasoned" mothers, today is an opportunity to reflect on the job we've done, taking note of the joys and successes, and acknowledging, but not dwelling on, the situations we'd rather "do over." Rather than focus on the inevitable wrong turns we may have taken along the way, let's look at the successes. Let's focus on the incredible individuals we've mothered from point A to point Z, whether they followed our recommended path or chose their own, perhaps bumpy, route. Let's take joy in the fact that we had a part in changing the world, even the littlest bit.
I can not evaluate my own contribution as a mother without considering the guidance and wisdom I've gleaned from my own mother, Virginia McGeehan O'Farrell, and mother-in-law Mary Lou Cogan Eddy. My experience of motherhood has been enhanced by memories of my grandmothers, Anna O'Farrell and Loretta McGeehan, and my Aunt Jeanne, and by witnessing my sisters, sisters-in-law, and friends as we raised our children together.
Happy Mother's Day to all moms and grandmothers, and to every one who is remembering their own mother on this special day.