Mother's Day is approaching and taking advantage of the date I want to do with this entry a small tribute to all mothers. Small because I do it, from a humble seat in front of the computer, but it should be much older, for everything great, for everything that mothers do for their children and for what they also do for us, their partners, who don't It is little precisely.
And I want to talk about them because I don't know what this world would be like without the words of a mother, without her perseverance, without her love, without her patience and dedication, without her memory and without her capacity for organization. They say that behind every great man there is a great woman, however it is not quite true: behind every great man there are two great women, his wife and his mother. Come on, let's talk a little about moms.
Mom, that is, the one who always thinks of you
The day a woman becomes a mother, from that day it will be forever. It will not matter if your children are already 30 or 40 years old and have been living with their partners for years, it will not matter if they already have grandchildren. She will continue to be a mother and will continue to worry like the first day, even when they see that her children are fully autonomous. They will see just looking at you that you have a bad day, that you are tired or that day you are especially radiant, and they will let you know, because if it is the first thing, they will have a few words of support or a “sit down and eat something”, of those that They remind you so much of past times, when it was in charge of feeding you.
She will do the same thing she did when you were little, take care of yourself, watch over you, worry about offering the best of herself and she will do it even when you tell her that "noooo, that I am well-loved, mom, leave it", they will do it because they It does not matter if we are unable to understand our concerns, or rather, they do not care if we think that they are not able to understand us or that they cannot do anything to help us, they will not solve our problems, but yes they can offer your shoulder, and they do.
Mothers and their infinite patience
That I do not say that they do not lose it from time to time, because who does not remember their mothers saying "neither mom nor mum", or saying that I was so tired of everything that was going to go to the moon, or how happy it would be feeding poor children, who surely would have no complaints, or when, without knowing what to do, they accepted defeat and made the mistake of removing authority: "when your father comes ...". However, mothers have that left hand that many parents lack or that many of us have difficulty using on many occasions (yes, right, there are more and more parents who leave behind the label of brutes and have as much patience as any mother) .
I imagine it is a matter of genetics, or perhaps it is learned, but mothers and children create a special bond that is difficult to break. That's why when a child is in a situation of maximum urgency, he calls his mother, even if Dad is there next to him. That is why some grandparents, in their last days, in sorrowful suffering and with their heads beyond here, come to call "mom", so that he can give them one last hand.
That is mom, a woman who after spending her youth worrying about the shine and smoothness of her hair, having perfectly shaved legs and silky skin suddenly looks like an image of herself that she would never imagine, dark, tired , pale for not seeing the sunlight, with a hair with which he could participate in the work of "The Lion King" and legs full of hair. And it's not that she suddenly stops loving herself, it's that being a mother, learn to relativize and give importance to what really is and leave for later what to expect.
Mothers and their prodigious memory
It doesn't matter if you have it tidy or messy. What you never find your mother knows where she is. I do not know very well how they do it, I do not know if they have some type of X-ray scanner that allows them to see the whole house without moving from the site or if they have a photographic memory that helps them know where everything is at all times. The point is that they are able to know where everything is and, what is more incredible, they are able to know where everything is not, that is, try to move something, try to touch something that is yours or something that is always in a specific place. They know that you have been there, they know that you have touched it and if you leave them time they know what you have done and the time you have been there.
Jolin, if you even see microorganisms! As a cleaning husband I often feel ridiculous cleaning where she tells me because I do not see anything dirty and she instead sees traces or foci of infection where there is nothing. "I'm cleaning over clean!", I tell him sometimes. And I say convinced, but the funny thing is that, if I stop cleaning an area (which for me is clean), then he says: "Hey, but here you have not cleaned !!".
And what about the ability they have to organize the house, the agendas and ultimately the life of all. A father gets sick and nobody misses him at home. A mother becomes ill and the house falls apart. See if not the parents who are going to buy from a supermarket. Most are on the phone asking where is this or that, asking if it is what they have in their hands and reviewing what they have in the car in case something is missing.
If you are a child and mom prepares your backpack for the excursion, rest assured, you will survive even when a storm arrives. If you have prepared it, Dad trembles, surely the most necessary and obvious things are missing.
Behind every great man there are two great women
Surely you have a lot of examples that can argue this phrase. I have a recent one that is not especially deep or melancholic, but rather comical, that can help give weight to prayer. A few days ago I went running. I've been doing it for a month or so and when I leave I do 10 km, preparing for a race in which I will compete on May 1. Well, competing is what I'm supposed to do, because most likely it will come from the last, but I do it for hobby, for sports, because I like it and because it seems to me an interesting experience.
The fact is that before going for a run Miriam told me "come by your mother's house and take Jon's jacket". That is, since you go running, take what we left the other day, in what is a clear sign that mothers are in everything and they are, above all, practical.
As I did not want to leave the 10 km in two, I set up the tour so that they ended up at the door of my mother's house. I arrived tired, sweaty and with the face of having made an obvious effort, so my mother was instantly worried. That if why he was running, that 10 km was very much, that he sit down and take something, that I prepare whatever, that ... and then I told him that I was going to run a race. What if you win?, he told me. Impossible (because it is), I replied. "What if you are second or third? You don't know," and there I confirmed two things, that Mother there is only one and that mothers are very, very big.
