A new kind of Mother's Day

As we celebrated Mothers day this year I realized that it would never be the same. I quickly found out that as I continue to celebrate the children that I have in my arms (and belly), I also have to learn how to celebrate the one that is in my heart. My goal is to learn how to do this with joy.

As we drove to Timothy's park today, I couldn't help but think about our past and our future at the same time. It feels almost unreal to think about what could have been and what will be. I am so thankful for all of the children that God has given us. I love each one of them for who they are. I love Timothy for who he was. I love Mocha for who he/she will be.

I was amazed as we pulled into the cemetery. Have you ever been to a cemetery on Mothers Day? We have gone to Timothy's park many, many times in the last 9 months. On most visits we are the only visitors there. On a rare occasion another couple or family will be visiting. But today...WOW. Cars lined the streets. Visitors were everywhere. Tons and tons of flowers. And as we spent time with Timothy I couldn't help thinking about the holiday that the entire Nation celebrates.

Mother's day is a day of celebration right? I always thought so. But I have a new understanding for this holiday. Today I spent time thinking about all the children that have lost their mom's and can't do that Mother's day craft in their class or don't have a mom to give them a hug. All of the adults that have lost their mom's and don't have anyone to bring flowers to or call and chat with. The mom's that want to be close to their children but because of distance or circumstances that is not a possibility. The mom's that have their children forget them on this day. All of the women that desperately want to be mother's but have not been blessed to have children. And all of the mothers that have to go to the cemetery to visit their children.