A mother’s love knows no boundaries.
Just recently while browsing online, and maybe because it’s nearing Mother’s Day, I came across a gif that says, “A mother’s love is eternal.”
Sure, it’s pretty cliché, but based on my own experiences, I feel it’s also true.
Looking back, my mom has been there for me for as far back as I can remember, making sure I was taken care of physically and emotionally, from child to adulthood. For my sister, too.
She’s always believed in me, even when I felt like giving up, worried about me through difficulties, and been there to celebrate my successes. And though we’ve had our differences, she’s always loved me and still does, despite the distance between us… she lives in Arizona.
As a mom myself, I know the feeling.
I’ve fussed over each of my three kids since they were little. I’ve helped them get ready for school, packed their lunches, tended to them through sicknesses, played with them, helped with homework and projects, driven them to classes and events, cooked, cleaned, shopped for them, argued, laughed and cried with them, and more.
Emotionally, I’ve tried my best to stay by them and root for them through struggles and victories, and bad, good, or otherwise, love them unconditionally with all my heart.
All three are pretty much grown now, and though I’ll always be there for them, it has sure gotten harder because I’m not only up against friends, loves, and a world full of fun and adventure, but their own quest for independence and purpose. Even so, I want them to always need and love me as much as I need and love them, and lucky for me, I have that, too.
Even though I’m “however old,” every now and then, I’ll have a moment when no other person’s words, hugs, kisses or head rubs, can serve to comfort me quite like my mom’s.
I know people who have lost their moms, and though I can’t imagine it, I’ve listened closely to them talking about the connection moving forward and am convinced that a mom’s love is so strong it transcends anything and is truly eternal.
Though I talk to my mom on the phone often, I haven’t seen her (or my wonderful dad) in nearly two years. I don’t know when I will get to see her again, but no matter what, her love means the world to me every day.
As for my kids, I hope I’ve done enough that they feel the same way about me. I hope they realize they can count on me forever and know my love for them is a given; no matter where they end up, how old they are, or where – in or out of this earth – I may be.