A Mother’s Love

I have written in the past about losing my father and how he has impacted my life and the woman I am today. My dad was “my hero.” I am in so many ways just like him. At this time when I am making the transition to becoming an entrepreneur, just like he was, I have thought of him often. Today I read a great blog post by Mastin Kipp on The Daily Love.

His post resonated deeply with me. I do feel like I am past trying to achieve more or prove myself to anyone. I have grown so much in the past year and each day I love myself more. My loving and divine self. The one that is – no matter what the achievements are.

As I let go of the need for constant achievement and feel closer to my authentic self I seem to be drawn closer to my mother. You see, on the surface we are very different. She has blue eyes, mine are brown. She chose to be a stay at home mom and I chose to pursue a career and be a mother. She is more reserved and will bite her tongue to be polite while I tell it like it is, straight up. She never pries or questions and I am keenly interested to the point some may even call nosey. I am outwardly emotional awhile she could be called stoic.

But what has become crystal clear to me, just this week, is this – although on the surface we may be very different, at a soul level I am her mirror’s image. As I grow closer to embracing my authentic self, I now know that the unconditional love my mother provides for me has illuminated the path for me to get to where I am today – a place of wholeness.

As I reflect upon her life’s story, I clearly see the many sacrifices and efforts to always provide for me what she felt I needed the most. To protect me from some of the same emotional pain she herself experienced in her lifetime. For that I am truly grateful.

So from today forward I will focus on our similarities, rather than our differences – we are blessed with a wonderful family and lots of loving friends, we love cats, hosting parties, high tea, travelling, Downton Abbey and our greatest role in life is being a mother, providing the very best for our children. We come from a space of love.

And one day I hope my children are just as proud of me as I am of her for publishing her memoirs.  Although they are written for her grandchildren, her stories have helped me see, connect with and love her soul.

I love you Mom – to the moon and back.