Jedi Master Mom (and the rest of us)
I thought I had a happy childhood growing up. There was no substance, emotional or physical abuse in my family.
And I still bitterly miss both my parents – who passed away – particularly around Father’s Day and Mother’s Day.
While I loved both my parents, when I consider their parenting skills I find that they were lacking.
For instance, I don’t remember my mother having a bubbly, effusive, happy personality. She seemed to be in a neutral or semi-bad mood a lot of the time. Neither of my parents ever threw a baseball, football or even a Frisbee with me.
And since both our parents were nurses they worked different shifts, so when one was on the job the other was primarily sleeping while the five of us kids kind of raised ourselves.
Again, don’t get me wrong – we had food, clothes and shelter. I knew we were loved, but in hindsight it wasn’t lavished on any of us.
I can tell the difference, because I actually married a Jedi Mom.
Take a look at this video and you’ll see what I mean….
This video embodies my wife. She’s the type of mother who would rather spend her big day – Mother’s Day – playing with the kids and me instead of being fawned over or pampered at a spa.
She has always been a loving, selfless giver – that makes my wife a Jedi Mom.
Don’t misunderstand, moms deserve to be pampered and cherished. But when she would rather spend her one day of the year on us and with us – that’s humbling.
When I think of my mom by comparison, I can’t remember her ever playing pretend games with me other than periodic board games as a family.
I’m not complaining, it just makes we cherish the Jedi Mom I married as I reflect and remember the mom who did her best to raise me and four other siblings.
Question: Is there a Jedi Mom in your life who you’ll celebrate this weekend?
