I wasn't going to do a Mother's Day retreat this Sunday. I had a sense of obligation to be traditional . . . you know, maybe brunch, a family walk, cards, adoration, togetherness. Yet the closer Sunday is getting, the more my desire is brewing to call the shots. After all, its our day!
Whether or not you are a mother, I invite you to use this day to fulfill an unspoken desire in honor of all us who are working hard to find our voice.
The fact is, our husbands and/or children would love some guidance on how to make us brilliantly happy on Sunday. So make sure you give them the gift of spelling it out. And for me, celebrating YOU, would be my perfect Mother's Day.
Otherwise, you could get what I received yesterday . . .a knock on the door from an FTD florist, who handed me a box. I quickly began to savor the moment while opening the box, pulling out a "Hanging Spring Basket" of silk and plastic flowers. Dumbfounded, I read the card. It was from my husband with a beautiful message from the heart.
I had a choice to make at that moment. What would you do? I decided to receive it lovingly with a gentle question, "Honey, did you know you bought me plastic flowers for Mother's Day?"
His answer kept me teetering in ambivalence, "Are you kidding? I bought them so we didn't lose airline miles. The ad said nothing about being fake!" Honestly, his sincere love note was worth the means of delivery.
I am taking him off the hook, as well as my year-round bouquet, and inviting you to join me this Mother's Day to play, celebrate, rest, connect, and honor the fine craft of motherhood ~ a job, a gift, a duty, a blessing.
I hope your Sunday is joy-filled!
Whether or not you are a mother, I invite you to use this day to fulfill an unspoken desire in honor of all us who are working hard to find our voice.
The fact is, our husbands and/or children would love some guidance on how to make us brilliantly happy on Sunday. So make sure you give them the gift of spelling it out. And for me, celebrating YOU, would be my perfect Mother's Day.
Otherwise, you could get what I received yesterday . . .a knock on the door from an FTD florist, who handed me a box. I quickly began to savor the moment while opening the box, pulling out a "Hanging Spring Basket" of silk and plastic flowers. Dumbfounded, I read the card. It was from my husband with a beautiful message from the heart.
I had a choice to make at that moment. What would you do? I decided to receive it lovingly with a gentle question, "Honey, did you know you bought me plastic flowers for Mother's Day?"
His answer kept me teetering in ambivalence, "Are you kidding? I bought them so we didn't lose airline miles. The ad said nothing about being fake!" Honestly, his sincere love note was worth the means of delivery.
I am taking him off the hook, as well as my year-round bouquet, and inviting you to join me this Mother's Day to play, celebrate, rest, connect, and honor the fine craft of motherhood ~ a job, a gift, a duty, a blessing.
I hope your Sunday is joy-filled!
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