“Mirror, mirror on the wall, I am my mother
after all!” The truth is that somewhere between birth and middle age, I became
my mother. If someone had said, when in my teens, “You’re just like your
mother,” I would have debated them and won.
Now, I just smile. Maybe you have become your mother too!
“You cannot have too
many shoes or too many friends.” Even
though I love both shoes and friends, I do not put equal value on both. Shoes
come and go, but true friends are a treasure that you can enjoy for a lifetime.
So what do shoes and friends have to do with Mother’s Day?
Do you remember when
you were a little girl, playing dress-up in your mommy’s closet? You found her favorite pair of high heels, and
you just had to try them on. In your mind you thought they fit just fine. You
felt so grown up, as you wobbled around your mom’s room. You felt like a lady. As you glanced down at the heel, you realized
you had a ways to grow to fit into your mommy’s shoes. You feared that maybe
they would never fit. Years have passed and maybe your mom passed that pair of
high heels down to you. As you put them on, they fit just fine. You feel like a
lady every time you put them on. As you walk around your room, you smile
remembering being that little girl in her mommy’s high heels. You are so glad
when your toddler daughter picks the same pair of heels to wear, when she goes
in your closet and wants to play dress up.
She too thinks they fit just fine!
As she wobbles around your room, she feels all grown up, just like a
lady. As she looks down at the heel she also
realizes they are a might too big. She gazes into your eyes and asks, “Mommy will
these pretty shoes ever fit me?” You smile and answer, “You have a ways to go darling,
but one day those shoes are going to fit just fine.” You know these words are true because that is
what your mom told you. Moms have a way of instilling high hopes in their
daughter’s hearts. You add with a smile, “One day those high heel shoes are
going to be yours.” She smiles.
As you walk down the road of motherhood and
maturity, you pass on to your daughter more than a pretty pair of shoes. You
pass down your beliefs, fashion tips, recipes, character traits, wisdom and
most importantly, your love. It is a motherhood rite of passage that is proudly
handed down to daughters, generation after generation. Moms know that some
things will be accepted and some rejected, but moms pass it down anyways. Part
of being an adult is carving out your own way of doing things. Part of being a mother is teaching your child
to fly, then let go and watch them soar like an eagle. Another part is becoming
your grown-up daughter’s friend, yet never forgetting you are a mom forever.
Your first home on this
earth was in the body of your mother, right under her heart. While hidden
inside her, you began to get to get to know each other. You were dependent on
her for your life. Then D-Day comes: “Delivery
Day.” The adventure of a lifetime begins.
You are birthed and mom is full of joy. Her mother’s heart began to grow when
you were placed in her arms and she never wanted to let go. Daily you grew and learned. You smiled, mommy
rejoiced! You cooed, mommy applauded! The miracle of life was unfolding before her
eyes.
Then one day you become
a toddler. You now have your own ideas;
lots of ideas! You figure it is time to
take over. The journey toward
independence has begun. You say in your best toddler voice, “I’m the Mom!” You secretly find ways to be in charge and
give mom the pink slip. You practice the words, “You’re fired!”
You grow from
toddler- hood to elementary school, and then to middle school. You have learned
to listen, respect and obey your mom. Time flies and you enter high school.
Finally as an “adult,” you are convinced you know more than your mom. Your teen
vision begins to reveal your mom’s faults, all of them. Once you thought she was perfect, now she is
on top of the list of irritating people. You scrutinize everything she does, the
words she uses, the decisions she makes, and even the clothes she wears.
Sometimes you are even embarrassed to be seen with her. Time goes by and your ledger is overflowing.
You have observed, analyzed, and come to the conclusion that you will never do
things like your mother did. You will definitely do a much better job. You tell
yourself, “I will be the perfect mother, with the perfect children, the perfect
husband, and be a perfect housekeeper!”
One day, you fall in
love with the man of your dreams. You get married and out of your love for each
other you conceive a baby girl, the perfect child. After a few months on the mommy job, pride
fills your heart. You say to yourself, “I know I will be the mother of the
year!” You secretly believed it was true,
but as time passes you get a reality check. You see life happens, like colic,
sleepless nights, spit-up on your new silk blouse, and you say thru a yawn,
“How did mom do it?” You have grown in wisdom and character. You call your mom,
thanking her profusely. On Mother’s Day
you buy the card that puts into words the appreciation that now lives in your heart.
You have come to see all the sacrifices your mom made for you. You throw away
the ledger and your judgmental attitude, and replace it with a journal of your favorite
memories of growing up. You take
pictures of mom often and develop an attitude of acceptance and love, realizing
you have “Very big shoes to fill!” You
decide you want to be just like your mother one day. The high heels fit just fine!
Have you thanked your
mom lately, daughters? Not only for
giving your life, but also for the life lessons she taught? It takes a lot of growing up to fit into your
mom’s high heels. Once they fit you can wear them with a smile that says, “I
love you mom!” One day you will have the same joy of watching your baby girl
walk in your high heels. Once her shoes fit she will wear them with pride and a
smile on her face that says, “I love you mom!” One day she will pass those same
high heels on down to a daughter of her own. She, like all mothers before her,
will wait patiently until those shoes fit her just fine!
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