Mothering never stops,
It just changes.
When her kids are young, they look to her for everything in their lives: from food to love.
And when they get older,
she's no longer 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 everything
but she’ll never stop mothering.
She'll always text or call them, asking
If they’re okay,
and look for a quavering voice
to be that listening ear to vent.
She’ll still come over when they’re sick,
dropping everything to take care of them,
making chicken soup and pressing a cold towel on their forehead.
She’ll still make them their favorite spaghetti dish when they come over.
Because their smile as they put the first forkful in their mouth makes her heart smile too.
She'll always be their "hype woman," lifting them up and celebrating 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 them when they have good news. Because she feels that genuine excitement, too.
And even when they’re capable,
when they have a family and kids of their own,
when her children push her away,
𝘴𝘩𝘦’𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨.
And she’ll always be there for them.
Because they will always be 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨,
the loves of her life,
that baby who let out a little sigh before falling asleep on her chest.
So, she’ll never stop mothering.
Words: Living Full