Last year my mom sent me a Mother's Day card. Inside she shared the poem below, written by Susan Notes Anderson, followed by her own words - also below - on the meaning of its lyrical verses. As I feel somewhat short on my own words to accompany Mother's Day this year, I have decided to share these. They are beautiful and heartfelt and perfect for this special holiday.
A woman is a treat of life; the heavens know her grace.
In her is found an essence that eclipses time and space.
She reaches heavenward, her fingers branching toward the sun
And winds her roots through rocks and dirt
To bless the work she's done...to feed and anchor tender shoots by her good seed begun.
Is there anything in nature more beautiful than a woman who plants her roots deeply enough to bring forth strong branches and green leaves? Like a majestic tree, she offers shelter to all who seek her. She loves and is love, nurtures and is nurtured.
A woman who finds good ground blesses the lives of others and, in doing so, her own.
Happy Mother's Day to all those celebrating (and hugs to those for whom today hurts), especially my mom, grandma, mother-in-law, sister Sara, sis-in-law Chandi, and village of mama bear friends. I love you all, and cherish our unique and special connections.
For fun, here are a few of my favorite past Mother's Day posts.
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