To mother is
to care for
to clean up messes
to royally mess up
to own it
to hang on
to let go
over and over again.
Whether the mothering in your life came from your mother, or from others, or from your own adult self; whether it came from somewhere up above, or someone unexpected, or some intricately woven combination of it all…
Whether you have birthed a child, or raised one, or loved one, or nurtured the child-heart inside someone else…
Whether your experience with your mother was safe and precious, or jagged and complex, or distant and unclear, or all of the above…
Happy Day of Truly Needed and Beautifully Human Mothers.