I searched the Internet, to find a clever graphic, or lovely image, which reminded me of you. I wanted one which spoke of you through my eyes, showed the things I see in you, as wife, as mother.
I sat there and waded through hundreds, maybe thousands of pictures, graphics, GIFs, and bypassed them all. I got a little sad, because I didn’t want to leave off recognition of your hard work, your devotion, your care and nurturing, of our children. You’ve been through so much, and have handled so much, in the sixteen years we’ve been together, and through it all, you’ve never stopped being a mother to the children.
You kiss boo-boos, you changed diapers, you nursed children through their most tender, most needy times. You struggled through homeschooling, and potty training, and fits and tantrums, though they were fairly uncommon. You struggled with a son who is strong-willed and determined and stubborn. You care for a daughter who has as much drama as a middle-teens girl twice her age. And you love them, smile on them, and care for them.
All the while you take care of the house, do the dishes, do the laundry, do the ironing, do the cooking, clean the bathrooms, manage the books for our household. You give, and give, and give, and keep giving. You get up early and help me get out the door, you cut our hair, you make our coffee, you make our lunches, you make our bed. You make us smile, you make us laugh, you make us happy.
What image, what picture, what graphic, could sum that up? What single image could present who and what you are, to us, to me, in a pithy, clever statement, or a snapshot and heart-touching poem? Where would such a thing exist?
It doesn’t. I won’t try to find one.
This year, I just want to tell you Happy Mother’s Day. From my heart. From my soul. There is no one I would rather have as my spouse, my partner, the mother of my children, than you.
God bless you. He certainly blessed me with you.
In Christ our King,
Your Loving Husband