Let’s start this by being real. This isn’t really anything abstract, complex, or out of this world- but a true gift that’s unexplainable at times. The gift I speak of is having a mother.
No matter the situation, having a mother is more than a random person in your life. This is the person you shared your first and intimate emotional connection with. Her body housed us into existence keeping you and I healthy in the most frailest part of life. That significant life event cannot be manufactured or re-experienced. No matter what species it is, giving life is a true miracle and only a female can do it.
I believe we undervalue a mother’s worth. Her value is worth more than we can comprehend. She is the glue to most families, and the provider and leader in others. A mom’s worth is unmeasurable. She emanates a love that is irreplaceable. Her voice alone brings a soothing calm to any occasion. Her role as a mother is versatile, which is why no woman can or ever take her place in your heart.
In a present tense, to have a relationship with your mother is the truest measure of her worth. Living in an imperfect world creates unfortunate occurrences to where her worth is a bankrupt red mark on a credit report. It will always be there. The pain of the lack of is something I cannot comprehend. As I have witnessed others with this void, my heart goes out to anyone reading this with this emotional vacancy. I truly believe this a sincere travesty for anyone that hasn’t experienced this love.
I’m very privileged and blessed to have a mother with these attributes. For me, I cannot fathom not having my mom. She has been my best friend and closest confidant all my life. Some may call me a mama’s boy, and I cannot deny wholeheartedly that she has been everything to me in my darkest times. Why deny a good thing? As a parent, I have learned this love is not a guarantee or automatically rendered. To place your child above all is an intentioned lifestyle change down to the DNA of one’s spirit.
On this Mother’s Day of 2015, I’ll confess to being the biggest mama’s boy in the world and I am unashamed of it. I only have one of her. Barbara Ann Webster was God’s gift to me. No one can laugh, joke, talk, or annoy me like her. On a personal level, our relationship puts a mother’s worth to unreachable levels of respect for women.
To all the mother’s out there, a round of applause for you that do the outlandish, unexplainable, ridiculous and foolish things for your child’s pleasure and well-being. Thank you for being amazing. I’m sure they agree too!
Love you Mom!
I write this because my business is personal. My struggles are for your gain. No strings attached.
Nathan A. Webster, MBA
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