Here is a day that is designated for MOTHER'S. There are songs sang by children in sacrament meeting, pictures drawn and gifts made in preschool, cards made and signed by older children, and dinners planned and put together by father's. There are talks at church about fulfilling your calling as a mother, about being a better mother, about be a more patient and giving mother, and even talks about how wonderful other's own mothers are.
So where in all of that fit the women with "mother's hearts" who have yet to bring these children into their families?
I remember many Mother's Days of my own spent at home, or away from church - avoiding what would surely be the most painful Sunday of the year. Not wanting to sit in a bench without children to hold, and listen to all of the fantastic gifts of motherhood from the speakers on the stand I told Cory I didn't feel like I felt very well, and would stay home. I didn't think I could listen to the angelic voices of children sing "Mother Dear, I love you so....." and think about how I didn't have a little boy or girl up on the stand to sing to ME. And I certainly didn't want to have one of the young men handing out flowers to the mothers at the end fo the meeting stop and pause - not sure if he was supposed to give me one of the potted plants - afterall, I didn't have children.....was i a mother?
There were other Mother's Day Sunday's where we went to church and tears silently slid down my cheek as I prayed fervently that Heavenly Father would answer my cries for children so I too could be recognized as a "mother". I felt like there was a spotlight on me that flashed in neon lights, "SHE SHOULDN'T BE HERE - SHE'S NOT A MOTHER!"
It was heartbreaking, painful, and empty.
So now I have 2 sweet children of my own - 2 little boys to bring me breakfast in bed, sweet cards, and extra hugs and kisses through the day. I should be thrilled, and elated to celebrate Mother's Day with them (and I am, don't get me wrong). But there is still just a little place in my heart that breaks for these women I know who still long for children of their own to hold. I wish it was something I could take away, something I could do to stop the hurt of those who struggle with it. Remembering how it felt makes my heart break for them...
There is some comfort in Julie B. Beck's thoughts,
In my experience I have seen that some of the truest mother hearts beat in the breasts of women who will not rear their own children in this life, but they know that "all things must come to pass in their time" and that they "are laying the foundation of a great work" (D&C 64:32–33). As they keep their covenants, they are investing in a grand, prestigious future because they know that "they who keep their second estate shall have glory added upon their heads for ever and ever" (Abr. 3:26). (Sister Julie B. Beck - "A Mother Heart")
So as you celebrate the Mother's in your life - remember also the WOMEN in your life, the ones who have made a difference and who posess "A Mother's Heart". Give them a little extra love and attention, love, and thoughts....