{"id":6195,"date":"2016-05-08T08:39:09","date_gmt":"2016-05-08T12:39:09","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/intramuralist.com\/?p=6195"},"modified":"2016-05-08T08:39:09","modified_gmt":"2016-05-08T12:39:09","slug":"mothers-day-2016","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/intramuralist.com\/?p=6195","title":{"rendered":"mothers day 2016"},"content":{"rendered":"

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None of us would be here without our mothers. Likewise, none who is a mother would be the same without their children\u2026 without all the joys, tears, and teaching embedded within the obviously, divinely-designed experience.<\/p>\n

As I wrestled with what I most wanted to say \u2014 about why we love our moms, appreciate our moms, thank them, bless them, and why we miss them when they\u2019re gone, why they miss us when not near \u2014 acknowledging that this day is merry for some and mournful for others \u2014 or maybe a little bit of both for several of us \u2014 I saw this comment from one parent: \u201cI almost missed the incredible gift in front of me.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u2026 missing the gift\u2026 I don\u2019t want to miss the gift\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n

I used to think that as a parent, we would engage in all this teaching. We would teach and train our kids, training them up in the way they should go, and it would be this amazing, educational experience. Whether it\u2019s for biological or adoptive children\u2026 whether is for young ones who we are called to be a \u201cmom\u201d to\u2026 it would be this awesome, sharpening experience. And it is\u2026<\/p>\n

For us.<\/p>\n

I almost missed the gift that the teaching would have on me.<\/p>\n

Said by one parent who seems to have realized that, from \u201cLove That Boy\u201d by Ron Fournier, a nationally known journalist and parent to a special needs teen\u2026<\/p>\n

\u201c\u2026 Our son is learning to connect and belong, and we know he will be a happy, thriving adult. Rather than sweat over his Asperger\u2019s, I see how much I\u2019d miss if he wasn\u2019t an Aspie \u2014 his humor, his bluntness, his unaffected obsessions with everything from video games to family.<\/em><\/p>\n

In the spring of 2014, my father died. Mom decided to rent a boat and scatter Dad\u2019s ashes in the Detroit River. After my mother, my siblings, and our families had boarded the boat, we filled the 30-minute ride with awkward conversation. How\u2019s the job? How about those Tigers?<\/em><\/p>\n

My sister, Raquel, lost her composure, dashing below to find a bathroom. She almost ran into Tyler at the bottom of the stairs. He recognized her distress and said, \u2018I don\u2019t know what to say to make you feel better, but I can give you a hug.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n

That was exactly what she needed. \u2018He hugged me so tight. And kept hugging me,\u2019 Raquel told me later. \u2018It meant the world to me.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n

At the appointed spot, the boat stopped. Raquel poured Dad\u2019s ashes over the side, while Mom stood alone behind her. My brothers made eye contact with me. What should we do?<\/em><\/p>\n

Rather than step forward to comfort Mom, I stepped back. It was not my finest hour. But Tyler exceeded my expectations, walking over to hold his grandmother tightly. He whispered to her, \u2018Everyone thinks I\u2019m comforting you, but really I need comforting.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n

Finally, I know what perfect is. It\u2019s a child blessed with the grace to show goodness, even on the worst of days. No, Tyler is not my idealized son. He is my ideal one.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

I think that\u2019s it. I think that\u2019s what I most want to say. I like how this parent sees his child as the \u201cideal one.\u201d<\/p>\n

We don\u2019t get to pick our parents. We don\u2019t get to pick our children. But I used to think it was the parent that always teaches the child. What I\u2019ve since learned is that the children teach us even more.<\/p>\n

With a heart that is humbled and sometimes knows not exactly how to say all there is to say\u2026<\/p>\n

Happy Mothers Day\u2026
\nAR<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

None of us would be here without our mothers. Likewise, none who is a mother would be the same without their children\u2026 without all the joys, tears, and teaching embedded within the obviously, divinely-designed experience. As I wrestled with what I most wanted to say \u2014 about why we love our moms, appreciate our moms, … <\/p>\n

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