I’m not saying that it happens that way every time. But I am convinced it happens that way most of the time.
When raising children, one of the most important things a parent deals with is keeping their children full. You know what I’m talking about. Kids just can’t seem to get enough to eat. This is true especially for boys but I feel sure that young girls probably eat their share.
Now we were far from rich when I was growing up. I’m not sure what economic class we were in. All I know is both of my parents worked for as long as I remember to pay the bills and put food on the table.
That is not saying that I think its wrong at all for one parent to stay home and take care of the children. It only says in my family everyone worked.
I feel sure that my parents went through tough times over the years. But as kids we didn’t know it. There was always plenty of food on the table, which is what we cared about the most.
When you are a kid, you don’t always notice the little things a mother does that show her love. But as you grow up and think back, those lessons of life become much clearer.
I remember around the age that I was becoming a teen that I couldn’t get enough to eat. And I guess I weighed somewhere around a hundred pounds.
I remember several times during my childhood I would finish eating my meal before my mother could even finish fixing her plate. She would always ask if I was still hungry. And my selfish self would usually say, ‘Yes.’
She would then tell me that she wasn’t really hungry and that I should just eat hers. Even if I said no, she would say you better eat it or it will just get thrown out.
She worked hard and was tired. And I’m sure she was just as hungry as I was. But she would forfeit her meal by saying she wasn’t hungry so I could have more.
I never really thought about it then. But I do now. Why you might ask? Because even though I am 50 years of age, she still does the same thing. And it’s not that she doesn’t have money for groceries; it’s just that she wants to make sure her son leaves her house with a full stomach.
And it isn’t just my mother who has done this. Mothers from every walk of life have done the same out of a pure mother’s love for her children.
I have written several times about my dad, who has suffered with Alzheimer’s for the last three and a half years in Canton Nursing Center. And my dad was a provider.
But it was Mother’s love that kept our family together. She is the one that would quickly sacrifice her own needs for that of her family. It was she who took care of our school needs.
It was she who made sure we had clothes to wear and who cooked at least one meal every day of my life for as long as I can remember.
Her sacrifice to her husband and children continue to this day. She sits with my dad six to seven hours a day at the nursing home. He can’t really communicate but that doesn’t hinder her from making the trip every day of the year.
Believe it or not, there are many residents in the nursing home that do not get visitors at all, much less having a spouse sit with them for most of the day. But she does it. It must be tiring but she isn’t one to complain.
I have had several people tell me that they don’t go to the nursing home to see my Dad because they don’t want to see him in that condition. And I understand that. But it really isn’t him you are lifting up when you visit.
It’s Mom who is uplifted. For Dad has no real worries. Mom has them all.
She has sacrificed any similarity to living a normal life to take care of Dad. It’s just who she is.
Chris Collett is a lifelong resident of