Who's Your Momma?

Who’s Your Mamma?

            Today is the day we celebrate mothers or the people in our lives who have been surrogate mothers. Let's hear it for a compassionate heart, the loving like no other special love could, the healing with a tender hand, the telling us like it is, and the giving us human life!

            There is nothing like a mother, especially when she lives up to the role. 

            I'm blessed to have a mother who, though she left six children because of a painful divorce, has found her way back to my life and has recreated motherhood and healed all the tender places my life had been broken because of her departure. 

            It is never too late to be who you are intended to be. That's the lesson I have learned from my mother. She has told me that her intention when she left, was to leave my father and find a place for us. She was going to get all her children back. 

            But my father found a way to stop her and scared the beJesus out of all of us children. He told us we couldn't see her or talk to her. I remember thinking I would be put in jail if I talked with her. So, I didn't see my mother for 6 of my formative years, until she found a way (God found a way) to get Mom back into our lives. 

            Soon after we moved back in with her, I moved to college, she moved to Arizona and I spent most of my adulthood not knowing my mother. But, again, God found a way to heal a much needed feeling of abandonment when my sister Cheryl moved to Arizona and my mother asked me if she could move into my apartment attached to my house. 

            During the last 4 years I have found the mother I lost when I was a child, and she has rediscovered the son she had to leave because of a painful marriage. Everyone who meets my mother now calls her Mom. She is cool. She is loving. She if funny. She is mostly the one who accepts everyone I bring into our lives as her child. 

            She is Mother.