Thank You, Mothers

Art by E, Age 5

“The Mothers Who Raised Me”

Yesterday was Mother’s Day.

I spent much of it working,

helping people, helping families,

helping mothers where I could.

And through it all,

my thoughts kept returning

to the women who shaped me.

My granny especially.

Granny Grans loved people

in a way that felt effortless.

She welcomed.

She comforted.

She made people feel safe.

She did not seem concerned

with status or appearance or wealth.

She simply carried warmth.

And even now,

I realize how much of my own spirit

was influenced by that kind of love.

When I say I want to resonate “granny energy,”

that is what I mean.

A presence that livens rooms.

A presence that allows people to breathe.

Then there is my mother.

Radiant. Gifted. Powerful

in ways words struggle to capture.

She carries music within her.

Light within her.

Part of me still dreams

of helping her share that light

more openly with the world.

And perhaps because of the women around me,

I think often about motherhood itself.

Not only biological motherhood—

but nurturing, guiding,

protecting, and creating.

Right now,

I do not feel called toward raising children directly.

Not yet.

But I do feel called

toward building something

that may help future generations live more gently,

more openly, more connected.

Perhaps this dream of mine

is its own kind of child.

A vision I am trying to raise carefully.

And maybe that too

is worthy of love and dedication.

So today,

I want to thank the mothers in my life.

My granny. My mother. My aunties.

The women who carried faith, care,

resilience, tenderness, and strength.

And thank you as well

to every person who steps into that nurturing role—

regardless of title,

regardless of gender.

The world continues because people choose to care for one another.

And that kind of love

is sacred. 🌱

[Expanded Thoughts Below]

It was Mother's Day yesterday. I was able to spend the time at work helping others and helping mothers and just trying to do the best I can to help everybody, really. But of course, it just brings me back to think of my granny. Granny Grans was a fantastic person. I get all of my energy from her, so to speak. Maybe not energy, but definitely the unconditional love part.

I know that she was a human being. I understand that people have lives before we ever know our grandparents. But when I did know her, that was her era of unconditional love. She didn't care what color you were, how much money you made. She just loved and welcomed and allowed people to feel safe with her. And I saw the effects of that in the community. And that is always something that's important to me. Granny energy is what I want to resonate, specifically her energy. But then, of course, I have my mother, my mother, who is foundationally powerful and sensationally wonderful. She has such a light, such a light and such a gift to her. I want to try to resonate that. I also want to have that as a platform where she can have her music out, where she can have others listen to her, even though I don't know the best way to go about doing that. 

I know she wants me to also be a mother one day, yet I do not have the confidence that I would get through childbirth without a bitter end for myself. Of course, I understand that there is always a chance, but considering my ethnicity, it brings me concerns since the mortality rate and the rate of complications seems to be higher for people like me. I'm not ready to be a mother biologically or by adopting or even fostering right now. I lack the finances at the moment. I lack the constitution at the moment. I lack the ability to dedicate myself solely to one person at the moment.

At least I have a vision. I have a dream, and I really want that to succeed so that all children, for we are all children, can have a better world to live in. I wanna help take care of the people taking care of the young ones. I wanna take care of the people taking care of other people. And I'm not ready yet to stop the pursuit of that. Gods will be done.

Maybe I will be a mother of my passion project. I mean, technically I am a mother of my passion project, but I will put everything I can into this idea that hopefully will outlast me. I truly do want to be able to make a difference and change the world. But I know, of course, it's not by me alone. I know it's with a community of people. And I know a lot of mothers don't really have that community with them. We can't change or solve all the problems by ourselves, but there are so many people who are willing and who want to actually help make such changes. Just a matter of connecting them and finding them and letting everybody help each other.

So yeah, I want to thank mothers. I want to thank my grandma. I want to thank my mom. I want to thank my wonderful, glorious auntie... aunties I should say. I do have a few, but specifically one who's been in my life the longest, who's been my "mama two," who has shown me the glory of God. Thank you to the women in my life who are mothers. And also thank you to the dads who are single parents as well, and anyone filling that role, regardless of gender.

A special thank you thank you Mother Earth. That right there is a whole other topic.