on sale for mothers day at nautilus teachings

b08d757588ee9643014a6e09a00ee6c7

it’s everywhere…
emails
signs
store windows
ads
“last chance…”
“only one more week…”
“just in time for…”
“save 30% site wide sale…”
“creative thoughtful gifts…”
“beautify her backyard…”
“for the, ‘oh, i love it’ response…”
i have not even opened the sunday paper
and i am sure i will be bombarded with more.
mothers are being celebrated
all over the world next sunday.
this week,
there will be children
making cards in school
cards and flowers
will pop up for sale
in places you don’t
normally see them
picnics and dinners will be planned
the mailman’s bag gets
a tiny bit heavier
and on this sunday,
phones will be buzzing.
for one day moms
will be pampered
extra hugs and kisses given
meals cooked for her
maybe a back or foot massage
the world will light up
with love…

7afb1f54a290efa314945ddf57188b8e

mother’s day is a beautiful day.

c02d6e4df09d324621a78bdc547f6a2e

even kids who may be upset
with their mom
will pick up the phone,
because on this day
for a small moment
a 3 minute conversation
can coat any wound with
a calm, warm, soothing balm
it’s called L-O-V-E…
mother’s forgive easily
they can honestly say
“been there, done that!”
they get what you are going through
even if you think there is no way possible
for them to relate,
they do…
trust your mom.
we love to hear your voice say
“hey mom, Happy Mother’s Day,
I love you…”
that’s it.
we don’t need long drawn out
anything!
we all know the feeling
of seeing our kids
beautiful smiles
as they greet us
on mothers day…
they are so filled with
unconditional love
and happiness at that
moment
that we must
pause
soak it all up
pause
smile
pause
grab them and hug them tight
make THEM let go first
you have earned the right
to hold on endlessly…

9a51ea00edd6845a1892a1645b078451
call your mom
hug your mom
love your mom…
mom’s may be imperfect
mom’s may not have done
things your way
mom’s may not agree with
your choices
but mom’s
LOVE YOU…
i open up the sunday paper
“make her sparkle this mother’s day…”
i close my eyes
for a moment-
i am back
in my mother’s convertible
sun shining so brightly
i can almost see the
individual rays
bouncing off of my
mother’s smile…
she has on her sunglasses
a scarf tied around her hair
we are on one of
our journeys…
she grabs my hand
and we both let out a
tiny giggle
“well, sher…here we go…”

23428dcd5718f50cb30373db31c9234c