By the looks of this picture, clearly, we enjoyed a traditional Mother’s Day Celebration yesterday. Don’t all mamas look forward to exploring creeks and digging in the sides of cliff banks with their kiddos on Mother’s Day? To me, these are the signs of a great Mother’s Day. Hanging out with these two, soaking in their wonder, and love of discovery, brings me so much joy.
Especially on Mother’s Day.
Of course, we did the traditional Mother’s Day routine. We went to church and then met my sisters, and our extended family, for lunch so we could all share part of our special day together, and it was truly wonderful. But I have a hard time enjoying “traditional” anything.
I don’t think it’s just a rebellious spirit (although I certainly tend to have that).
When I really dig deep, it’s more about self-expression. It’s about everyone getting to be exactly who they are, instead of working so hard to conform to some mold that fits ‘tradition’. Apparently, I’m really hung up on this whole, living your heart story thing.
That’s just fine with me.
Maybe if I harp on it long enough, if I lead in it long enough, if I let my awkwardness and differentness hang out long enough, you’ll be encouraged to do a little more that too. Maybe you’ll become a little more accepting of who you are, and try a little less to be like everyone else. Maybe you’ll venture out to do the thing that doesn’t seem quite socially accepted, solely because it’s what lights you up.
That’s what the world needs most from mothers, and all people.
“Don’t ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive, and go do it. Because what the world needs, is people who have come alive.” ~ Howard Thurman
What makes you come alive?
Lean into that a little bit today sister.
to more love,
Crystal
