Let's Honor the Women in Our Life and Say Yes to Mothering

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Today is Mother's Day.

Each year on this day, not only do I think of my own mother who passed away way too young (she was only 39 when she died), but I also want to thank all of the countless women who've mothered me ever since.

Do you ever need mothering, but your mother is not around? Me too.

Rhonda with her mother

When I was recovering from my fog of alcoholism and getting my life together, the one thing I knew I missed more than anything was my mother. But by then, she had long been dead. I felt sorry for myself for a long while. But that never brought her back or gave me what I really needed...mothering.

It's hard not to want your mom even if yours has passed or you're estranged or you don't feel like she's ever been a real mom or you've never actually met.

woman's hand holding sunfowers

Your mom is your mom is your mom.

And no matter how many times I told myself, I don't need her. I'm an adult now. All that rationalization never stopped the feeling deep inside that I desperately needed wise and kind and nurturing mothering.

So I started to look for women who could give that to me. Older women, mostly. Sometimes younger. Their age didn't matter—only their love did.

Over the years, I've collected many mothers in my life.

At times, my best friend, Marta, is a mother to me. So is my sister, Cindy (when I let her). I've had teachers, ministers, aunts, earth mothers, and friends of friends all give me the nurturing I needed in order to heal the gaping wound of my mother loss.

To this day, I still look for those mother figures in my life. Terry, one of my Certified Fearless Living Coaches, mothers me at workshops, as does Larissa, who is 15 years younger than me.

There have even been times I've met a woman at a networking event or birthday party, and I felt the unconditional acceptance we all yearn to receive from our mother. And I soak it in every time.

I don't talk myself out of it. I don't tell myself I barely know that person. I accept it no matter how short the experience lasts.

See, I know that receiving acceptance, and nurturing, and kindness, and wisdom, and love are precious moments in my life, and I've made a vow to turn towards those moments, not away.

No longer do I wallow in a pity-party whenever I meet someone who reminds me of my mother, but rather I relish that person, even if it's a stranger.

This has healed me. Their love has healed me.

So whether you have a fantastic relationship with your mother or not, you can feel mothered in a way that heals your soul.

All you have to do is say YES when it comes your way.

Today, let's honor the women in our life who have mothered us whole.

Here are flowers for YOU today. Happy Mother's Day! 💐💐💐

From Fear to Freedom
From Fear to Freedom GUIDE topaz enhance sharpen hiresDOWNLOAD GUIDE

Today is Mother's Day.

Each year on this day, not only do I think of my own mother who passed away way too young (she was only 39 when she died), but I also want to thank all of the countless women who've mothered me ever since.

Do you ever need mothering, but your mother is not around? Me too.

Rhonda with her mother

When I was recovering from my fog of alcoholism and getting my life together, the one thing I knew I missed more than anything was my mother. But by then, she had long been dead. I felt sorry for myself for a long while. But that never brought her back or gave me what I really needed...mothering.

It's hard not to want your mom even if yours has passed or you're estranged or you don't feel like she's ever been a real mom or you've never actually met.

woman's hand holding sunfowers

Your mom is your mom is your mom.

And no matter how many times I told myself, I don't need her. I'm an adult now. All that rationalization never stopped the feeling deep inside that I desperately needed wise and kind and nurturing mothering.

So I started to look for women who could give that to me. Older women, mostly. Sometimes younger. Their age didn't matter—only their love did.

Over the years, I've collected many mothers in my life.

At times, my best friend, Marta, is a mother to me. So is my sister, Cindy (when I let her). I've had teachers, ministers, aunts, earth mothers, and friends of friends all give me the nurturing I needed in order to heal the gaping wound of my mother loss.

To this day, I still look for those mother figures in my life. Terry, one of my Certified Fearless Living Coaches, mothers me at workshops, as does Larissa, who is 15 years younger than me.

There have even been times I've met a woman at a networking event or birthday party, and I felt the unconditional acceptance we all yearn to receive from our mother. And I soak it in every time.

I don't talk myself out of it. I don't tell myself I barely know that person. I accept it no matter how short the experience lasts.

See, I know that receiving acceptance, and nurturing, and kindness, and wisdom, and love are precious moments in my life, and I've made a vow to turn towards those moments, not away.

No longer do I wallow in a pity-party whenever I meet someone who reminds me of my mother, but rather I relish that person, even if it's a stranger.

This has healed me. Their love has healed me.

So whether you have a fantastic relationship with your mother or not, you can feel mothered in a way that heals your soul.

All you have to do is say YES when it comes your way.

Today, let's honor the women in our life who have mothered us whole.

Here are flowers for YOU today. Happy Mother's Day! 💐💐💐

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