I will not be
attending church tomorrow, because it’s Mothers Day, and I choose not to be
present at that moment when all the moms are recognized. Nothing against moms,
I personally feel like I had the best mom ever, but about my life. Every church I’ve attended there is a point
in the service where the pastor says, “I’d like all you mothers to stand” and
everyone applauds as women of all ages rise and smile. Prizes given for the
most kids, the oldest, the most recent moms, etc. Then they pass our flowers and you either
refuse to take the flower or carry it around and feel like an idiot.
Yeah, I’d
prefer to be a mom. How many years did I hear “But you don’t understand, moms…..”. So this single boycotted day of the year is
my protect against the imperfections and unfairness in my life.
Moms deserve
recognition, but what about the rest.
Maybe acknowledge that some are not moms by choice, but some are not
moms simply because life took another path. Some try and try and yet plans
constantly thwarted. Nobody understands that pain except those who have
experienced it themselves.
So, on Mothers
Day, I’m allowing my desire for giving life to beat without shame, take care of
myself and allow myself to dream. I can’t hide my life just because it’s the
one I didn’t hope for. Why should I stand in church, hypocritically pretending
that the pain, anxiety and anger aren’t there. Stay silent, and the world
suffers. Speak up for those that you support. Be a light in a dark world.
oh, and get this....our adoption agency sent me a Mothers Day card? Clueless much?
