I bought flowers for a lovely lady today. One of the strongest women I know and I wondered if my kids would do the same for me. I wondered if I would be a good parent.
Mother’s day, one day, for all the mother’s in the world.
For the ones who do the world for us, and even though gone unnoticed they never stop. “Would I be able to be that selfless?” “Would I raise my children right?” “Would I be able to fight the word for them like my mother does for me?”
Questions like these were all over my mind, as I handed these to the one of the strong women I look up to.
And In that moment I watched strong eyes melt,
I watched a fortress crumble down for a second and build up again, and I realised it was so easy to make a mother feel loved.
The smallest gesture could make their day, yet, we don’t take the time to make them realise how much they mean to us.
Why do we need a day, a reason, to tell our mother’s that we love them? Why do we need so much courage to simply show our mother’s that they are in fact, our entire world?
Why do we shy away to do something so small for the ones who would give up their everything for a smile on our faces.
-WANDERER // Mother’s Day