I have a vitamin D deficiency I didn’t know until my doctor did a blood test. I wouldn’t say it’s a big deal, but when I first found out, it did help explain why I was so tired all of the time.
*Among the symptoms are:
Low energy and fatigue
Symptoms of depression and mood swings
Sleep irregularities
Lowered immunity
To combat the deficiency, I take vitamin D3 supplements once a day. Pretty easy.
As I reached for the vitamin bottle one day, I realized that vitamins are not the only deficiency taking its toll on us.
There is spiritual deficiency.
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Dear Mama,
I want you to know that no matter what season of motherhood you are in, that you are loved and appreciated right where you are. I know this time in our lives can often feel lonely, exhausting and mundane. When you feel as if no one notices all that your hands touch each day, the words of correction and love spoken, the countless hours pouring over lesson plans and curriculum building, the noses wiped, or the knees bandaged, know that God sees. He sees it all, and He wants you to know that you are a good mama. He has given you the tools and equipped you with all that you need.
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She woke up before the sun peeked through they sky each morning, being careful not to wake us up. In the darkness of the early morning she would peek into our rooms, tip toeing in to lay a kiss on our cheeks before slipping out until the sun would set again on most days.
My mother was fortunate to stay home with us until I was in grade school. But out of necessity, she chose to enter the workforce so that she could contribute to the family income. My father, who immigrated from Mexico, was a chef at a restaurant and money was extremely tight as he would often work 2-3 jobs just to make ends meet.
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As my fingers start to move across the keyboard, my eyes are filled with tears but there’s still a smile on my face. That’s what happens when I think about my mom.
It’s been five years since I’ve been able to celebrate Mother’s Day with her, and I still miss her like crazy.
My mom, like so many moms, was chauffeur, cook, housekeeper, laundress, counselor, painter (walls as well as canvas), gardener, nurse, teacher, party planner, nutritionist, beautician, and decorator. She was also a fabulous hostess, a voracious reader, and a talented seamstress. She could even shoot straight and scare away those critters brave enough to invade her garden and munch on her labors.
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Mother’s day has always been a very emotional day for me personally, a day to celebrate this beautiful calling of being a mother and also a day of mourning the absence of my own mother. My mother passed away when I was only 11 years old, she was a beautiful woman and I loved her deeply but she wasn’t perfect and she was far from a godly example of what a mother should be but she was none the less my mother.
Over the last month I have wrestled with my own heart and my own experience with my mother, digging around in this 32 year old wounded and confused heart of mine for some kind of beauty and truth to share with your mother’s heart today but the deeper I dug, the dirtier and darker the soil prooved to be.
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