I thank everyone who so generously commented on my blog and wrote comments. Beside seeing my dogs and parrot, it was the BEST part of being back home!
I am sorry if I disappoint some of my readers, but this is NOT a blog addressing a niche but rather the winding of our minds (yes, I am an online Counselor:) in addition of being a blogger and author.
So… this post is not about schemes, or internet dating, but a much deeper kind of love: A MOTHER’S LOVE
I am back from my daughter’s wedding and being a single mom, it was her wish to walk her down the isle and hand her to her future husband.
The natural beauty of the New Hampshire Farm (Sunny Slope) helped my anxiety and we could have not asked for a better Fall day!
I am not going to “detail” the menu, the dramas, the mixed feelings and how I felt when suddenly, a step from “giving her away” in the arms of happiness, I started to cry. YES cry, and I had no tissues!
What I would like to share with other single moms, is that it is more than okay to NOT have a man walking your daughter down the isle, especially if you, like me, have been BOTH parents.
The part I would really like to share is the TOAST you, as the mother of the bride, will be asked to deliver.
I was warned people will already be tired and to keep it short. How short? A minute? Two? Five? Well seems under five would be okay.
I am not rich in financial “riches” and I do have a perpetual inferiority complex, especially when well intended friends ask me how come I have so much education, gifts, and I worked so hard and YET I am poor. Amazing, isn’t it???
Well… poverty is relative, although ONLY those who never needed money say money don’t bring happiness. May be not happiness, but a good night sleep, yes. Your children secure, yes, good “organic” food, yes… etc. OH and health insurance, and trips! Yeah, a little bitter, I am:)
Back to the wedding! Here I was, waiting my turn to give the “TOAST” and all I could do was to stare at the spread on the table:
shrimp, sausages, baked potatoes, all spread DIRECTLY on brown paper in the middle of the tables. NO utensils! However, I did convince my daughter (whom I birthed already knowing it all) that providing aprons to all guests would be a good memento of the wedding and also appreciated as protection of their festive outfits.
Yes, here’s a confession, I was trained in public speaking, yes, I knew I should start with a joke and I did and YES I knew to keep it under 5 minutes, and yes, in spite ALL this great knowledge I am still financially poor. I also knew from previous public speaking experiences that I might do it all the right way and bore the audience! That was my fear! Financially poor, okay, but poor and boring! NO!
Here’s the MESSAGE and what I HOPE ALL the financially not so rich single moms out there take from this post.
Your riches are more than money and do NOT let anyone intimidate you with the sound of their coins.
This is how I best expressed what I did, do and will always be able to offer my children regardless of the stock market being up or down:
A Mother’s Love
I may not be with you,
But I am part of you.
When the container named ‘body,’
Will be no more,
My soul will still be
And NEVER leave yours!
No matter life’s circumstances,
My love will never end!
I offered it to you, at birth,
To be part of you
And protect you
A Mother’s love cannot be
Defined, explained or ended…
It JUST is:
A MOTHER’S LOVE!
by Rodica Mihalis 2013 all rights reserved