A mother teaches. A mother guides. A mother laughs. A mother shares. A mother loves. A mother spends time.
A mother cares . Keeps her children close. And a mother lets go.
When I became a Catholic, I struggled to understand devotion to Our Lady, and to the Rosary.
But time spent praying the rosary, trying to understand the rosary and meditation, pondering each mystery , brought me towards Our Mother. I began to understand motherhood in the light of Our Lady. And her life.
Mary spent her life in motherhood. Motherhood as a vocation. Motherhood as a life.
And her motherhood is universal. She mothers us all.
The more years I mother, mother children and young adults of varying stages, caring for my children and for others, the more I understand that love means letting go. Sometimes even loving from a distance.
I was often, am often, like little Lovejoy in Rumer Godden's " An Episode of Sparrows".....
"'Hail Mary,' prayed Lovejoy between her teeth, 'Mary, make me cocky and independent.'"
Hail Mary, I sometimes pray silently, make me tough, make me strong.
And Mary takes my prayers, just as she took Lovejoy's prayers and she prays to her Son. And just like Lovejoy becomes vulnerable and has to accept care and love, though fiercely independent, so I become vulnerable and less knowing, in love.
I love and let go. I am both strong and weak, tough and soft.
With Mary as my role model, as my guide, my help, my intercessor.