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Here’s to all the Moms out there…

  •     …the Moms who, this day, will be celebrated with love and flowers and crayoned, glitter-sprinkled hearts glued onto school paper, displayed on the fridge and worth far more than any Master’s painting long after Mother’s Day.
  •     The future Moms expecting a baby now, or trying to, or fighting to adopt; they will be Moms and hope grows stronger every Mother’s Day.
  •     The spirit Moms who look on from another place as their families bring flowers and prayers and nostalgic tears that fall onto graven granite and dry and float away on prayer flags in the wind that blows on Mother’s Day.
  •     The hospital Moms sitting in rooms of white and steel whispering prayers for strength and miracles as they watch their children struggle to get well and live, or wait to die, maybe on Mother’s Day.
  •     The single Moms worrying about what their kids do after school while their mothers are out searching for a job or earning a limited paycheck in a double-paycheck economy, and being dads as well, even on Mother’s Day.
  •     The step-in Moms who open their hearts and homes to kids not theirs but who need the shelter of loving wings all the same, and a reason for Mother’s Day.
  •     The nightengale Moms, who shed a “normal” 9-5 job to go out to where the world is cruel and bring food and healing and hope to kids who had none, and a hand to hold on Mother’s Day.
  •     The waiting Moms whose kids left home one day for school or to travel life’s road, and never came back and the phone never rings and the mailbox is empty and they’re still Moms, but it’s just another day on Mother’s Day.
  •     The Moms who wait no more, whose children, through some cruel twist of fate, went before and whose Mother’s Day is celebrated only in their hearts and photo album souvenirs, and they are Moms remembering Mother’s Days.
  •     The prison Moms behind bars or outside, whose children they can only watch grow up in photographs or only hug in guarded rooms, but they’re still Moms yet never know when it will be Mother’s Day.
  •     The childless Moms by fate or choice, who never heard their own baby coo mama or received a crayoned, glitter-sprinkled heart for putting on the fridge, and are reminded every Mother’s Day.

Here’s to all the Moms today – to all of them – who are, will be or were, or would have been.

© Michelle Warmath-Bernhard , May 12, 2013



by Michelle W Bernhard on Saturday, May 12, 2012 at 10:34pm ·

Mother’s Day is to celebrate the dear women who bore us

Who raised us and who kissed our hurts

and bedtime stories told us.

Yet there are some, like me… or you?

That no flowers will cheer

Because no children will be there

to bring flowers, this year…

The ones of us who never knew

the joy of having children,

some sad and lonely twist of Fate

made bearing them forbidden.

There are others who’re now alone

from some cruel destiny’s decision

that took the children from their home

leaving the moms grief-stricken.

And finally there are the ones

whose lives too long led them to wait

until too many years had passed

and then it was – too late.

So it’s for us I write these lines

I’ll celebrate us on this Day

In another Dream, another Time

we might have gone another way.

But we still have to carry on

And hold this Truth – no Other

Inside of every woman’s heart

there’ll always be

a Mother…

Happy Mother’s day to you all… love you

~Michelle Bernhard