I haven’t hugged my mom in almost eight years.
She still gives me plenty of hugs, which I thoroughly enjoy and relish. But it’s not the same. And sometimes a bit of effort is needed to hoodwink myself into believing it’s not so one-sided.
If I could hug her it might be another eight years before I’d let go.
My mother has been at my side since the day of my injury. Of course, she was at my side prior to my accident, but in a different way. We had a different type of relationship.
I often joke with people that a son and his mom are not supposed to spend as much time together as we do. Inevitably, the more time you spend with someone, the more time you have to get on each other’s nerves. Of course, when someone can take you at your worst, and still see the best in you, it’s a relationship more valuable than anything on earth.
That’s my mom.
I remember the first time I saw the movie, “The Passion of the Christ.” There were a lot of powerful images throughout the film, but there is one that sticks with me above all else. It’s when Jesus is constructing a table and his mother, Mary, innocently teases him. He playfully gets her back by splashing her with some water from a jug.
That’s the scene I always come back to when I think about the model of love between a son and mother. I’m very aware of how much God loves me, and the sacrifice He made for me. However, it’s the aforementioned image I hold in my mind as a constant reminder of how much my mother loves me and how much I want to love her.
Every night I thank God for the people still in my life, and my parents and sister are at the top of the list.
These days when I think about how much time a son is forced to spend with his mom, I smile, and thank God for the amazing gift He’s given me.
Unfortunately, not everyone still has the ability to ask for a hug from their mother. But I’m pretty sure that to a person just about everyone would tell you they wish they could.
So until that day when I can hug my mom back, I will continue to be grateful for the hugs she gives me.
To everyone who still has the ability to bond with their mother – Do it. And if there are obstacles in the way that might prevent you from doing so – tell her how much you wish you could.
Happy Mother’s Day to all of the mothers! I love you mom! Thank you!
And of course, Happy (First) Mother’s Day to Lindsey!
Stand Strong!
Scott
Nothing is more precious than a mother’s love. All we want is for our children to be happy!
That was beautiful Scott. My mom gave the best hugs ever. I wish she were here today so I could hug her.
God bless both of you and may you have many more hugs in the years to come.
Sue
Dammit you got me. Tears. Enough said. Love to you and your family family on this Mothers Day, Scott.
Your mother, your sister, and of course, your father have all been highly instrumental in your recovery. But as the one who gave you nine months of loving protection before your birth, your mother reigns supreme as your guardian angel. She is precious. Endless blessings to her. You are a fortunate man to have her, still at your side. God bless her 🙂 and a Happy Mother’s Day to all the mothers in your life!
What a beautiful tribute to your Mom and all Mom’s Scott. We were blessed to have Mom for 90 yrs, and I miss her every day, but I take comfort knowing she’ in the loving arms of our Savior Jesus Christ. Happy Mothers Day Mom ❤️
My mother of 94 years will receive an extra special hug today along with words of how grateful I am that she is still with me. Thanks Scott !
Scott;
For the last 8 years you have used your God given talents to express your loving self to other human beings. You have succeeded; once again, in this moving tribute to Bobbie and other family members. God has blessed you in many ways and you continue in a very selfless manner to put those blessings to work in others’ lives. May he continue to breathe those blessings into your mind, body and soul.
Thank you, my dear son! I know we sometimes get on each other’s nerves, but I wouldn’t give up those times for anything! You and Lindsey have been the joys of my life and now I get to have an extra joy, known as Perry. I hope she treasures her mother and bring her the joy that you and Lindsey have always brought me. I love you😘
Absolutely beautiful tribute! I’m ver klempt. Love and hugs to all.
Thanks for the talk last week
Nice one. Hitting home again. Thinking of her a lot today. At least the distance between us over the past years has prepared me for the involuntary separation I now have. Also, my mom was there the most for MY completely incomparable injury.