On Tuesday I talked about how I recently had a friend come over unexpectedly. What I didn’t mention was how that came about.
Category - Relationships
Mother’s day is coming up!
This is supposed to be a special occasion, a date to recognize and celebrate the woman who gave us life.
Many people, however, have less than ideal relationships with their mothers. Perhaps there was abuse or neglect, or some other sort of trauma. Maybe your experience is nothing so drastic, but nevertheless your relationship with your mother can be fraught with tension.
How do you approach Mother’s Day when you have a hard time being grateful for your mother?
All of life is a rhythm. Seasons come and go; the sun rises every morning and sets every evening; children are born, grow old, and die.
Like the grand scheme of life, our individuals lives also have rhythms. We wake up every morning, go to bed every night. In between we’ll go to work, or study, or perhaps ferry kids around. It’s easy to get lost in the repetitive monotony of our day-to-day lives, to be drowning so thoroughly in our duties that we never have the energy to look beyond them.
I recently sent a text to my mother-in-law, thanking her for how well and unreservedly she has loved me since I joined her family. Her response was simple: “I’m so grateful that you accepted our love!”
As I reflected on her words, I realized that this simple sentence has profound implications for our day-to-day lives and relationships.
I recently finished reading a novel by Alain de Botton called The Course of Love. It follows the lives and romance of Rabih and Kirsten as they meet, fall in love, marry, have children, and shoulder on through the trials of life.
There was one passage in particular that really stuck out to me, grabbed me by the ears and simply would not let me go. I’ve copied it here below:
As a lover of language, I enjoy playing with words. Puns, plays on words, and semantics are all sources of great pleasure for me.
Some semantics, however, matter far more than others.
One of my goals from my V2MOM this year was to slow down. Well, what better way to slow down than to visit your 91 year-old grandfather!
A few weeks ago Michael and I slipped away from the city for a weekend visit to see my grandpa, or “Pa” as we call him. Life in Atlanta has been pretty crazy lately, and it turned out to be a wonderful mini-retreat.