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| My mom, me and my daughter, three generations of Griffin women |
Last night, on Mother’s Day Eve, I
was in my daughter’s room rocking in her rocking chair with my son. My
daughter was sitting on the floor reading a book to us and laughing. It was a
moment of sheer bliss and something occurred to me. I am a mom to two kids and everything that goes along with that.
Being a mother makes me appreciate my own even more
I constantly appreciate that it is my honor and privilege to mother these children. However, at that moment it became more than that. It occurred to me that I am a mother just like my mother, aunts and grandmothers. In some ways I can
hardly believe that I have entered the ranks of the
mothers who came before me—Zany Gardner, Earlie Mae Turner, Claudia Griffin, Sylvia Griffin,
and Cecilia Griffin Golden just to name a few. I am in the mother club and I can hardly believe
it.
It is so humbling to join the
ranks of these women who raised me. These women who made mothering look intuitive... These women who epitomized strength and beauty and made me aspire to more...
These women who taught me to strive and to remain faithful... These women who
worked and sacrificed so that I could have opportunities. These women who believed in me more than I believed in myself... Sometimes I wonder if I shall
ever truly be worthy for the title of Mother that I share with them. However, I will spend a lifetime trying.
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