Happy Mothers Day, to all the wonderful and beautiful mothers out there, especially to my own mother, to my sister and my cousins, to all my friends who are mothers. You are truly the greatest people in the world, with the greatest but toughest job.
While I can empathize, I could never truly comprehend the enormity of a mother’s love for her children. It is truly magnificent and awe-inspiring. We could never repay the love our mothers have given us, only hope to give back that love in kind to our own children.
This video, aired last year at this time, sums it up best: Director of Operations. When I first saw it (at a sales kick-off meeting interestingly), I didn’t know what it was about; there was not a dry eye in the house.
My favourite movies with motherhood serving as one of its central themes are the Harry Potter movies, and this quote among my favourite.
“Your mother died to save you. If there is one thing Voldemort cannot understand, it is love. He didn’t realise that love as powerful as your mother’s for you leaves its own mark. Not a scar, no visible sign… to have been loved so deeply, even though the person who loved us is gone, will give us some protection forever.”
Then there is my own mother, literally the most selfless person I’ve ever met. Her love is her strength and all-encompassing. After our conversation yesterday, I thought of the many times we’ve spent over the years and many of the things that I love about her.
- My mother’s birthday was a wonderful celebration of her awesomeness…
- My mother is awesome, and she’s hilarious…
- My mother is quite simply the best cook ever… here… and here…
- Our time together in India was magical. I thought of our time on a houseboat along the Kerala backwaters… and our time in Thekkady.
- And I always think that what my parents have is both magical and real. It was destiny that my mom and dad meet. It was destiny that they left everyone they knew and loved in India to start a new life with and for their children in America.
- Saying goodbye is always hard.
Last year, I read this story about motherhood, and just loved it.
Two Twins Talking In The Womb… April 13, 2013
Two twins were talking in the womb:
Tell me, do you believe in life after birth?
Of course. After birth comes life. Perhaps we are here to prepare for what comes after birth.
Forget it! After birth there is nothing! From there, no one has returned! And besides, what would it look like?
I do not know exactly, but I feel that there are lights everywhere … Perhaps we walk on our own feet, and eat with our mouth.
This is utterly stupid! Walking isn’t possible! And how can we eat with that ridiculous mouth? Can’t you see the umbilical cord? And for that matter, think about it for a second: postnatal life isn’t possible because the cord is too short.
Yes, but I think there is definitely something, just in a different way than what we call life.
You’re stupid. Birth is the end of life and that’s it.
Look, I do not know exactly what will happen, but Mother will help us…
The Mother? Do you believe in the Mother? !
Do not be ridiculous! Have you seen the Mother anywhere? Has anyone seen her at all?
No, but she is all around us. We live within her. And certainly, it is thanks to her that we exist.
Well, now leave me alone with this stupidity, right? I’ll believe in Mother when I see her.
You can not see her, but if you’re quiet, you can hear her song, you can feel her love. If you’re quiet, you can feel her caress and you will feel her protective hands.
Credits: Originally written in Hungarian by Útmutató a Léleknek,
translated by Miranda Linda Weisz.