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From Momma to Mom

This past week I was fortunate to have time off and most of all I was lucky to spend it with my family.  Periods of time away from work and routine are so essential if we can take them.  In the day to day, meditation is my opportunity to step off the treadmill of life and arrive.  Often from outward appearances, we are here, but how often are we really here?  How often are we inhabiting this moment fully in body, heart and mind?  This past week was filled with quite a bit of hard hitting laughter which has the magic of drawing me into the moment, leaving me with the good kind of gasping for air and ache in my belly.  For that I am so thankful.

Along with time for pause, laughter and relationship, last week was also a bit of a transitional period for me.  My daughter Sonia, who just recently turned eight, has always lovingly called me “Momma”.  At some point during these last several days, “Momma” became “Mom”.  When I noticed, I chuckled to myself and Sonia.  Surely, she must have misspoken; she loves calling me “Momma”, yet over and over again, she would call out to me as “Mom”.  I asked her if she realized that she had changed the way she called for me, and she very nonchalantly nodded her head like it was no big deal.  I asked her if she could keep calling me Momma because I was not quite willing to let it go just yet.  She said of course, but sure enough her shift to addressing me as Mom seemed pretty solid.  She is the younger of my two girls and is definitely making her passage to a more independent being.

I reflected with my husband, Herb, at the end of the week about how time is really flying by.  My girls are now eight and almost ten.  Give or take another eight to ten years and they will hopefully be on their own way, on their own adventures.  It was a significant reminder to me to slow down often and to cherish these moments, as joyful and as challenging as they can be at times.  There is no telling what will transpire over the next several years.  Life is unpredictable.  However, I do hope to take time to arrive more fully, more often, both to myself, to the people I love and to the passing encounters that I have yet to meet.  It may sound romantic, but life is too short not to try.  I hope not to wake up ten years from now and feel that I missed out on the experiences and relationships that were right in front of me all along.

For now, I gladly take on the new role of “Mom” and remind myself to cherish this moment fully.

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  1. Amy #

    Recently I asked the boys to stop aging at 7years old. It IS amazing how quickly time passes.

    February 23, 2015
    • Ha, anything is worth a try but yes time continues to fly by nonetheless 🙂 Hope you and your family are doing well Amy!

      February 23, 2015

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