mama mae

Some years ago, I played the part of Mae Peterson, the domineering mother in “Bye Bye, Birdie” in a community theatre production.  At the time, my own kids were well beyond childhood, so I could relate somewhat to the character.  I never considered myself a clingy mom, or one who couldn’t let go of her children, so that part took a little research.  I have to admit, it was fun standing in a trash can, expounding on the woes of being a neglected mother – one who could be compared to an empty can of Bumble Bee Tuna ready for the garbage.

Now that my own kids have been out on their own and self-sufficient for a number of years, it would be safe to say that the apron strings have been severed.  However, in my opinion, one never stops being a mother.  Even though they’re far away from your watchful eye – even though miles separate you physically – even when you know they have all the tools they need to get through life – there is a Mrs. Peterson in each one of us.

We wish we could still put a bandage on a scuffed knee and make it better.  We long for those unending, “whys” or the sound of a child’s voice repeating the word, “mom,” over and over and over again.  We recall the many lessons taught, the little victories, the hugs, the hand made art work – all of which hold a treasured spot in your heart.  Still, one of the greatest gifts we can give our children, is their independence.

Let it not be forgotten that we moms will feel the angst of a lost job – a health issue – a financial concern – almost as much as they do, but we must be confident that we’ve given them the tools to get through those things.  When we give them the one thing needful, those obstacles in their lives will not seem as difficult.

Being a mom doesn’t stop when your child leaves home.  You pray more for their well being.  You stay in touch without being overbearing.  You give them their space, but let them know you’re available whenever they need you.  You long for their company, but realize they have busy lives too.  You make the most of the time you have together.  You continue to love them unconditionally.  You let them go, knowing that God has them in the palm of His hand.

If that doesn’t work, you feel sorry for yourself and find a trash can.





About atimetoshare.me

As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on Amazon.com.
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2 Responses to ON BEING A MOTHER

  1. Oh, Kathy! I love the way you regularly punctuate your great wisdom with your equally wonderful sense of humor! With my son entering his final two years of his bachelor’s and looking to grad school, I needed this wonderful post. Thank you with all my heart! ❤ and huge hugs!!

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    • atimetoshare.me says:

      My daughter is going through a similar situation. It’s so hard to let them go, but we must so they can fly. Enjoy the ride. It’s filled with highs and lows and tons of excitement.


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