05/11/2025
Somehow, the to-do list never ends.
There’s always a snack to make, a sock to find, a mess to clean.
Life moves fast, and loud, and full.
And yet…our moms still show up.
With advice we didn’t ask for but needed.
With help we we feel guilty requesting.
With love that never clocks out.
And now, we’re the ones with little hands tugging at us.
We whisper “just a minute” a dozen times a day.
And yet we all know one day, we’ll miss being the center of their whole world.
Here’s to the simple magic:
Sticky kisses, bedtime books, sidewalk chalk masterpieces, and ordinary days that we’ll one day long to relive.
To the women who raised us.
To the women we’re becoming.
Happy Mother’s Day.