The Family History Guide<\/a>\u00a0then select Memories in Project 2 to learn step by step how to add stories and photos of these amazing women?<\/p>\nThe painting by Pino is one I love. It is called Sacred Steps. It evokes such ethereal, elevated, and eternal feelings and thoughts of the sacred nature of motherhood. The painting brings the memories of raising our children to me, perhaps more than the actual day to day journey to the empty nest.<\/p>\n
As I watch our daughters, go through this process now\u00a0through the eyes of my own experiences, I am enthralled by the sacred steps taken to define who a woman becomes on the journey of rearing her children. Being a mother is a wonderful and challenging endeavor.\u00a0 Sacrificing your complete self in the process seals you to it. To love a child in that way is to fill the measure of our creation as women like nothing else I know. Other things matter but not as much.<\/p>\n
There are no perfect mothers but there are legions of mothers with hearts full of perfect intentions. Those mothers who want the very best for their children and who sacrifice and give and serve constantly.<\/p>\n
There are no releases in this calling of motherhood.\u00a0 Our children are just as important to our lives, out of the nest, as in it. We still worry and fret and yearn for their burdens to be lightened or their shoulders strengthened to carry their load. We continue to seek ways to help them, in those daily struggles as long as we live.<\/p>\n
Although our bodies may get weary, we still desire to lift and pull and pray and give to edify and love and support them.\u00a0 Because that is just what most mothers do, without even thinking about it.\u00a0 I will always remember my sweet mother sitting in her wheelchair in her 80s, offering to help lift my burdens as I scurried around doing things in the kitchen. \u00a0Her body was fragile but her heart and her love untamed were as strong as ever. \u00a0Motherhood is a miracle. It is organic to who we are as women in most cases.<\/p>\n
What joy is as profound to a mother as the happiness and\u00a0successes\u00a0of her child?\u00a0 No mother wants anything negative to befall them. \u00a0No matter what they do or who they become we love them\u00a0completely. \u00a0We love them all equally, which is to say, unconditionally.<\/p>\n
This holiday means more to me each year as I learn of the sacrifices of my own individual foremothers. \u00a0They had been women that have been valiant in their stewardship of motherhood through the centuries. \u00a0 Motherhood was not easy then, as it is not easy today. \u00a0We’ve had different trials, but equally challenging in many ways. This world will never be trouble free, but our mother’s efforts have benefited us through the ages.<\/p>\n
In our own family, there have been women who packed up and shipped out of England, Sweden, Wales, and Italy to keep their children from starving to death.\u00a0 In some cases, they rescued them from the possibility of never being able to improve their lot in life while remaining in their homelands. They are women who crossed the plains in fear and deprivation, but also with great faith in a brighter future because of it.\u00a0 This is a sacred heritage that I have seen back to the 1600s.\u00a0 The study of these, our people, through the centuries has strengthened and fortified my faith in countless ways.<\/p>\n
They have experienced hardships and poverty and dangers and dying children in almost every generation, sometimes more than one or two at a time. \u00a0They have been uprooted and they have survived childbirth on the prairies and in sailing ships crossing the ocean with no privacy and no cleanliness and often under insufferable, horrific conditions. \u00a0There was starvation, illnesses, and sorrows of every kind.\u00a0 Yet they pressed forward with a perfect brightness of hope in the future, for their children and ultimately for us, their posterity.<\/p>\n
I think that each of us when we look back to our ancestors can see the same attributes to love and admire.\u00a0 These are the things that strengthen us and make us want to be the best we can be for future generations, as we learn about our family history.<\/p>\n
To know them is humbling and enlightening to say the very least. There is no more sacred or important thing we can do than to help children through the joys and sorrow of this life. \u00a0What a trust God must have in us, his daughters.<\/p>\n
All of us are blessed with having or being a mother. \u00a0Some of us are both. \u00a0But not all. \u00a0To all women everywhere that help by being wonderful stepmoms or foster mothers or fabulous aunts, or loving friends that have helped raise us, thank you!\u00a0 You too have been our teachers and nurturers and loved us as your own children. To give birth is not required to love like a mother, and we honor you this day as well. You have been great blessings in our lives.<\/p>\n
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I love my own mother so very much.\u00a0 If she were alive she would be turning 100 years old on May 17th this year. I just copied and pasted this onto my mother’s page in FamilySearch to commemorate her birthday this year.\u00a0 My thought is that a child is the only one that hears its mother heartbeat from the inside. It stays within us all of our lives\u2026passing on something of substance from each generation to the next. \u00a0No matter where our mother is, she is never far from us.\u00a0 Enjoy this day in remembrance of her.<\/p>\n
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Mother’s Day as we know it is 105 years old this year. But the celebration of the goodness of mothers is eternal. Whether you are a mother or love someone that is, this is a special time to contemplate the blessings of the human family and all of our mothers since the beginning.<\/p>\n