Recently, I have been spending time with my mother. That may not seem strange to some, but for me, it is. Unlike some mothers and daughters, my mother and I are not best friends. Not at all! We are different creatures, or should I say characters.
There are many differences between us. My mother can be a little loud (or a lot), and she speaks what’s on her mind. I, on the other hand, am a little more reserved and subdued. We also have different interest. She likes to attend concerts often, and she enjoys going to white parties, and eating at buffets. For me, concerts are fine, every once in a while. I am definitely not into the white party scene, and I don’t particularly care for an all-you-can eat buffet, I would rather cook my food.
Not too long ago, I looked at my mother and I can see that she is getting older. I noticed the new fine lines that have emerged on her face, wrinkles on her neck, aches in her body, and tiredness in her steps. I see her need for help in navigating the healthcare system and her medical benefits. I have even sat with her, during a medical appointment, to make sure that she understood the procedure being offered.
About a week ago, as we sat at my son’s birthday dinner, snapping filtered-selfies on “Snapchat,” I realized that I don’t see the issues that we had in my youth. Those problems are a distant and faded memory. The arguments and the anger, and me leaving home at 18 years of age, no longer bothers us. Perhaps it is because we’ve made amends in our many conversations and admittance of wrongs, attached with apologies. Or maybe, I realized that none of those issues of the past are no longer important. Instead, what matters is that I’m appreciating my mother, caring for her, and I am honoring God.
And, as I share this testimony, I can’t help to think of all the mothers and daughters who may be estranged or have problems that are deeper, things that are not easily resolved. Yet, I ask you, if you can, do it…make amends. Life is truly too short.
I have learned that one day, one of us will no longer be here, and I want to make sure that I did as God commanded me to do……appreciate, honor, and love my mother.