Happy Mother's Day
To my own incredible mom — the woman who carried me, stayed up through every fever and heartbreak, taught me how to be kind in a loud world, and showed me what quiet strength really looks like. You are my first home, my loudest cheerleader, and my softest place to land. Thank you for every sacrifice you never asked credit for, every meal made with love, every hug that fixed what words couldn’t. I don’t say it enough, but I see you. I love you more than words can hold.
And today I’m also thinking about the very first Mother — Mother Earth herself. The original giver of life. The one who birthed oceans and mountains, forests and flowers, who feeds every living thing without asking for thanks. She’s the reason we’re all here, breathing, growing, loving. Anna Jarvis fought so hard in the early 1900s to create this day so we would pause and honor the mothers who shape us. But maybe the deepest honor is remembering that every mother on this planet is part of something ancient and sacred — the same nurturing force that keeps this blue-green world turning.
So today I’m grateful twice over: for the mother who raised me and for the Mother who sustains us all. I
f you still have your mom, tell her. Call her. Hold her. If she’s gone, light a candle and speak to her anyway. And if you can, do one small thing for this beautiful Earth-mother too — plant something, pick up trash, simply sit under a tree and say thank you.
White carnations for Anna Jarvis’s mom.
Wildflowers for the Earth.
And all my love for mine.
Happy Mother’s Day to every mother in every form.
