Today the Julian calendar declares it to be Mother’s Day. A day that goes back to the early 20th century in the United States in 1908. This is not what I came here to write about today. I am not here to tell the history of this civil holiday of flowers, candy and pastel colored brunches. I am here, we are here, to discuss that everyday we need to Honor thy Mother, and thy Father.
It has personally taken me a long journey to understand this most basic of commandments. I try hard to follow. It isn’t always the easiest path. In actuality it it is often the more difficult trod.
I have only one blood mother who born nursed and raised me in my life but this does not mean I haven’t had other mothers along the way. My MomII was always there for me. She kept me feed and looked after myself when I was away from my own home. I know that she cared for me greatly. My Aunt Shel, who at the time, seemed to lived forever away from my home, helped but some spiritual love in my path. My mother in-law, Yachiyo, who I never knew so well, but she kept my belly full and accepted me as part of the family. My grandmothers for being grandmothers to us. One recent addition is Mama Lew an engaging woman who will always listen.
I live so far away from all my mothers. it saddens me, but I know from all their guidance that they are always part of me.
We as a community need to respect our mother, fathers, and elders. They have years, experience and wisdom that comes with passing of the moons. Building a strong community begins with the bonds between parents and their children. Children, no matter their age, need to respect and honor the sacrifices that their elders have paved for them.
Lots of Love to all the mothers and fathers that have come into my life. Especially the one that raised me to be the man that I am today, Madelyn.
This is piece is the next in the continuing collaboration with Seth Brimstone Schere.