Mary said, "I am the Lord's servant! Let it happen as you have said." Luke 1:38
_when we think of mothers, it is Mary that is hailed most always in our minds. not just because Jesus was her Son but also, maybe, unconsciously, we knew how she had handled and endured all her hardships being a mom. we often see mothers as the real provider in the family. not because they show us money but rather they made us feel how they stretch the family budget for the family spendings in a particular lenght of time. it is not that fathers do not provide enough but whatever the amount is, it is always not enough. isn't it amazing how our mothers makes it fit the spendings? i praise God for my mom. i really do.
_when we think of mothers, it is always hardships and sacrifices that we often accompanied to them. do not know why but it makes me cry fastest is the thought of my mother suffering and being in pain. them carrying us for about nine months would perhaps our closer connection to our moms. but even when we experienced more love from our moms, do you know they have fears too? yes, our mothers had fears, i call mother's monsters, like us being afraid of lossing them.
_based on Mary's experience, i extracted few fears that haunts our moms minus the needs that they had. maybe i'll make another entry for that. still thinking of the title for it. for now, i'll enumerate some fears that makes our mother cry, shiver and pray hard to God.
_our mothers undeniably were the most beautiful faces that caught our fathers eyes and manage to hold that admiration to turn out to love. have you ever thought what were the efforts our mothers had exerted just to be and look beautiful? when i think of the efforts that teeners had today in our advanced age, i can't imagine how my mom had made her complexion fair, if it was, how she touched those pimples disappear, and had the curves to make male eyes look at her. if ever those who had naturally blessed facades, it is amazing how they maintain them in their time. can you now imagine how they traded their "youth" when they carry you in that bulging stomach as they may call. yes, they feared how they would look like with the bulge. they fear of ruining the long years of efforts to be a lady and now them being moms would destroy their "beauty". they fear that how they look like now would please or terrify those who would look at them.
_aside from their fear for reputation, they also, at least most of them, faced the fear of poverty. i am proud to declare how my dad had worked hard for us to have good education but i will shamelessly say my mom did a lot of effort for us to really finish college. yes, my mom did a lot just to pay our tuition fees and daily needs. yes, our mothers had provided when all had been consumed. when there's nothing left, they still provides. they were there to provide. they were there to give. they extend themselves when there's nothing left to give. they gave themselves. and when they had managed to provide when their children were young, they keep on thinking how are my children be when they had their own lives. i believe, even after death, moms will still give themselves to assist.
_another fear, the last of my list, was of safety. since they decided to gave life to us when we were just fetuses, they had this trouble of whether we will be safe or not. when they gave brith, they had this thinking of whether we'll grow up safe. when we decided to leave them, they had thoughts and maybe dreams, whether we will be safe with that someone. and even up to their death beds, they still had worries of whether they had taught us to live safely. they care, they are concern. every step away we do away from them is them praying fo roue safety and wellness. i remember how my mom almost never ended of reminders when i first had my jeepney ride alone for school. they fear that we, their family maybe unsafe.
_there they was, our mother's monsters. do not ever think that because they were our lean on's, our moms do not need someone to hold on to. do not ever think that because they were the hand that touches, that cares, that loves, they do not need a hand of touch, care and love. do not ever think that becausde they were strong, they never needed help. and do not ever think that because they hugged us when we cry, they would never cry. please, not just today, but starting today, can we make them feel they were our moms, and we can be our mothers moms. be a providing, caring, loving child you could ever be. showing our mothers how well we became is prize for their hardships.
_they had given all when there's nothing more to give, let us give back what our mothers had provided us even when it means giving our all to them.
