Kepler is the only one of our kids who has gone through public school all the way from the beginning so I have more Mother’s Day gifts from him which were facilitated through the school.
Mother’s Day seems to be fraught with peril this days, what with women who aren’t mothers but wish they could be, women who have miscarried and who haven’t yet had children, etc. It can even be tricky for people who have mothers, who have children, and who also have wounds from the experience of being a mother and/or a child.
Kepler, however, sees the world in his own sweet way and his gift this year might surprise one with its emotional intelligence and pure love.
As most of my readers know, he is the youngest of our five children, and when the older four were young, I was doing the best I could, but really fell down on the job in so very many ways. My heart is warmed by Kepler’s experience of being in our family and with how well he actually knows me! I asked his teacher how much she facilitated — all she did was answer any spelling questions he had.
“My mom’s job is my home with dad and me.” I took years to settle into this beautiful job, and I appreciate how Kepler sees that as my job! I think what it is is I grew into a person who loves and is loved and believes in love.