My Beautiful Mother’s Day

It’s the evening of Mother’s Day and my heart is full.

I hope you all have had a wonderful day!

Things went well for me.  I mean, it’s certainly not the norm to be my age without kids – and to have a completely different life than every person around me.  It is….strange…for sure.  No doubt about that.  Motherhood still feels so, so foreign and so far away.  But, somehow the day was good.  Life is still good.  I know it’s just a miracle to feel that way.  I know my perspective on things could really just taint everything good in my life in a split second.  I’ve been there.  I will never forget that time.  But those days are worth gold to me now.  They changed me. They helped me to learn how to overcome something big.  I am grateful for that every minute of my days.

Here are some beautiful things that happened to me on this Mother’s Day:

-My dear friend with twins texted the night before and said that her husband was out of town and wondered if we could sit with her at church to help with the twins.  OH MAN.  So sweet.  I just wanted to squeeze them and cuddle them the entire time.   Danny later admitted that he didn’t listen much as he was having too much fun drawing with the little guys.  ðŸ™‚

-OK, I spoiled myself a bit.  Today I wore one of those beautiful, handmade scarves from fashionABLE (it’s an organization that empowers women in Ethiopia).  The scarf was a collaboration with Alt Summit.  They invited designers from the blogging community to design scarves that would be woven by the women of fashionABLE…and this was chosen as the best scarf out of all the designs.  Anyway, it felt so special to wear it today in the honor of the women who made it.  The scarf is SO beautiful and well made – I just love it so much and will really cherish it.  You can buy one here.  (I also really love the Meseret design.)

-A 19 year old girl whom I know at church came to me today and told me that I’ll never know how much a recent conversation we had meant to her.  My heart was about to burst.  I just still can’t get over that.  I just love this girl so much – and just felt so grateful that anything I could say to her was meaningful.  I just want her to know how wonderful she is and how great her future will be.

-AND…we spent the most LOVELY afternoon ever at the park with some of my dearest friends.  I go back so far with these women.  It’s amazing to be able to say that about anyone at all.  I feel so grateful. There is nothing better than sitting in Prospect Park with them on a Sunday afternoon.   It’s why we all love Brooklyn as much as we do.  ðŸ™‚


May you all have a wonderful Monday!

I’ll be working to get back into my routine here in Brooklyn.
Oh, and I was asked to be on Headline News Raising America.  They’re doing a 1 hour show on infertility and asked me to join.  I have no idea what I’m getting into, other than I need to show up at the CNN studios on Tuesday.  I’ll keep you posted.  And I’ll be happy to share my experience with infertility, if I get the chance.  ðŸ™‚  I guess I should also start thinking about what to wear.  Mmm…my first thought is…the SCARF!

Lots of love to you all,


P.S.  How was your Mother’s Day?

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  1. Epic Thread May 13, 2013 at 5:05 pm - Reply

    Sounds like you had a great Mother's Day!

    Jillian –

  2. ABBY LOW May 13, 2013 at 6:17 pm - Reply

    Some of my favorite women! xo

  3. Author May 13, 2013 at 8:34 pm - Reply

    Happy Mother's Day! 2 things— 🙂
    -I come from a family of 6 girls with no brothers! I am #5. When people ask my dad if he was disappointed about not having sons he always responds with, "Heck no! I've been able to influence SO many more boys than the few I would have had." He has taken many neighborhood boys under his wing, along with friends' sons, and any other lost boy along the way. He gives them a job on the ranch and helps them finance whatever mission they are working toward! We once made a list of all of the boys we can remember throughout the years and it totalled almost 30 young men!
    You may not have children of your own, but I can guarantee you've probably helped MANY young people with your kindness and love! Maybe it's another little silver lining to this learning experience. 🙂

    -On another note: One of my friends is doing a service project for children in South Africa! It's a great cause and if you're interested in sharing it I'm sure they'd love the help! 🙂

    Thanks for all you do!!

  4. Rochelleht May 13, 2013 at 11:02 pm - Reply

    How exciting Mara!! Good luck and I can't wait to see it. I'm sure you will be beautiful and articulate and wise.

  5. snosie May 13, 2013 at 11:20 pm - Reply

    Aww I spent my mother's day at Church helping a single mum with twins (one boy, one girl). And I totally heard but didn't listen to the sermon! But it was lovely to be with the two toddlers – I really love them so much. A lady in church wished me happy mother's day – bless her. I'm 28, but in Sydney, in my faith, it's not at all uncommon no to have children (yet, of course, yet!)

  6. Wow you spend an awesome mother's day. Actually you lucky very much. Above ash color dress look is also awesome.

  7. 2dognite May 14, 2013 at 3:17 pm - Reply

    Good morning, Mara! This Mothers' Day should have been really tough for me. I am weeks past my first miscarriage following my first pregnancy after my first round of IVF. A lot of firsts. But, I spent the day with my best friend in the entire world and her 17-month-old gorgeous daughter. I reveled in how grateful I am to be a part of this little light's life and how proud I am at the strength of my very long term friendship. We're in our early 30s and have been pals since 6th grade.
    In fairness, I "opted out" of the other side of Mothers' Day. I chose not to do too much family celebrating aside from phone calls as I would be surrounded by pregnant relatives. At other times I deal and emotionally pay later, but these are times of emotional survival and every little choice we make to take care of ourselves makes all the difference in the world.
    We will be mothers some day. That part of our hearts already exists and is simply waiting(sometimes patiently, sometimes not) to get out.

  8. mr&mrs talklovealways May 14, 2013 at 3:54 pm - Reply

    my mother's day was fantastic. it was actually my birthday. got a call from mummy and my wifey cooked:)

  9. Stephanie Turner June 2, 2015 at 6:01 pm - Reply

    Very long story kinda short, I have just recently come to terms with our infertility. We have been trying for almost 10 years, and this past December was our last (final, fine, the end) failed IVF. The past few months have been some of the darkest days I hope to ever experience. But I recently had an epiphany (coincidentally the day after Mother's Day) that has changed everything. Grieving the loss of a dream is a lot like grieving the loss of a person through death. There is a very real difference between losing something tangible vs losing a dream. When a real live person (or pet) dies, you feel their absence. They were a part of your life for a very long time and now all of a sudden, they're not. However, with losing this dream, I feel kind of schizophrenic. I'm not hallucinating, but it's kind of similar. My babies have been such a real part of my life for as long as I can remember. My life decisions revolved around them. I even "talked" to them sometimes. And now I have to MAKE them go away, like a schizophrenic has to refuse to acknowledge his/her hallucinations, and very unlike a person who really did exist in my daily life who now no longer does. And sometimes (most of the time still), I WANT them to still exist, so I keep letting them.

    One week later, I wrote: I have never in my whole life felt so happy as I do right now. Nor have I ever cried tears of joy before. It's exhilarating to feel this way. The positive shifts in my life recently have been incredible. It started last week when I figured out that I'm like a schizophrenic trying to ignore hallucinations in order to make them go away. The thought crossed my mind, "Why are you trying so hard? It's not like they're hurting anything." So I quit trying so hard. Life has been easier since then. I feel GOOD! Really good. I've started looking at every child I see as "my child". Not that I am claiming them as my own, but loving them as such. My students. Other kids at school who are not my students. Kids at church. The teenagers at church. The neighbor kids down the street. Just because they're not "mine" doesn't mean I can't love them like they are.

    And something else miraculous has happened too. I have a heart. That sounds trite, I'm sure. It's not that I never cared about people & their heartaches, because I did, but I didn't understand. I couldn't empathize. Now that I know what real heartache feels like from the inside, I hurt WITH others. I ache FOR them. I can even cry for them. It's almost like I can actually feel their pain. And while it's not a pleasant experience, it's an honor.

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