Sunday, May 13, 2012

Love, Mom




“You’re the driving force in my life”

            There are countless ways our mothers reaffirm their love for us. From bandaging our bruises to cultivating our character, our mothers’ best interests are always our own. How many of us remember receiving those little love notes from Mom in our school lunchboxes? I hope most of us remember those small gestures. It is the smallest gestures that stay with us long after the Christmas presents, the birthday parties or the trips to Disneyland (not that I can speak from experience on the latter).

            Every Autumn, my mother would attach a handwritten note to my tennis gear. Her familiar print penmanship, with the loopy M’s and L’s, were comforting reminders of my mother’s love during an away tennis match. The notes would sometimes wish me luck, my mother knowing I was nervous about a particular match. Often, those decorative cardboard notes would be simple ‘I love you’ declarations. The best of my mother’s notes were the creative kind. She might wrap a package of peanut butter crackers with ribbon and write kind words using each of the letters in my first name. Loving. Intelligent. Nifty. Determined. Incredible. I’d sit on the bus with the surprise note stapled to my brown lunch bag and think “how clever of her”. It still surprises me every time I discover a caring note from Mom.

            We may not even be aware of all the ways our mothers show their love or influence us. It’s impossible to thank them for all the small gestures that go a long way in making our lives a little more comfortable. If my mother is anything like your mother, you probably feel the same way. How do we show appreciation for the women who love us enough to think of clever ways to fulfill our needs? I suppose for some of us, we give back to our moms when they are able to see us enjoying ourselves. My mother attended most of my tennis matches in high school. Perhaps being able to see me play tennis, a game she taught me, is my thank you to her. In some way, that is probably enough. But as children of wonderful mothers, is it enough for us?

            Mom- I love you, for all the small gestures: the times you made sure I had enough athletic tape to wrap my toe, the afternoons you spent baking cookies for my team, and the drives home from my matches.

“Whenever I was down, you were always there to comfort me”

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