Mothers’ Day falls in May.
But, I think about mothers all the time.
Maybe a habit, since childhood.
When I aspired to be a mother.
Gathering my dolls for tea.
Reading to them.
Putting them to bed.
Rehearsing for the day when I’d get the role.
Not realizing the complexity of the task.
Growth cycles.
Differences in children.
Temperaments.
Learning styles.
For me, relentless challenges.
Emotional, physical.
Seeking knowledge.
Books, mentors, seminars.
Making discoveries.
Finding support when situations, tough.
A miracle, I made it through.
Progeny intact.
Moving forward with their lives.
So, a mother of any age in any stage.
Or, anyone who works with children.
No matter gender, capacity.
Teachers, coaches, nannies.
I give them all automatic credit.
Embarking on this journey.
To cultivate healthy people,
ethical and kind.
It takes a special touch,
inching toward divine.
Lynn Benjamin
May 12, 2024
