For all mamas…who gave up their jobs, who think they aren’t doing enough, who feel undervalued by a society that places high-powered careers in the limelight, who juggle it all.
When I was young, I wanted to be a Teacher.
Teachers reveal the mysteries of the world.
They guide and challenge and give us tools for survival.
When I was younger, I wanted to be a Teacher.
But then I saw the Healers.
Healers make people well.
They deliver relief and comfort and hope.
When I was younger, I wanted to be Healer.
But then I watched the Actors.
Actors help us escape into another world.
They excite and spark our imaginations.
Boy, did I want to become an Actor!
But then I noticed the Lawyers.
Lawyers advocate for the people.
They protect and defend and assist the innocent.
How cool would it be to become a Lawyer?
But then I discovered the Artists.
Artists create masterpieces.
They adorn and decorate and beautify our world.
How wonderful it would be to become an Artist.
But then I observed the Presidents.
Presidents lead with integrity and dignity.
They stop wars and sign peace treaties.
When I was younger, I aspired to become President.
But then I witnessed the Philanthropists.
Philanthropists support the needy.
They give aide and funds and sustenance.
How incredible would it be to become a Philanthropist?
But in the end…
I became a Mother.
And in becoming a Mother I became a Teacher, a Healer, an Actor, a Lawyer, an Artist, a President, a Philanthropist, and even, on the good days, I became something I never asked for.
I became Myself.
I love this! It is so true and so very wise! Thanks for giving mothers everywhere a cyber hug of support. xo
So great to see you, Jennifer. Thank you. Big cyber hugs. (Love that!) XO
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Beautiful. I too became the person I was meant to be when the universe granted me the honor of motherhood. Love the sweet photos.
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Super nice Sarita and so true!x
As always, thank you, Beauty! <3
Beautiful poem and beautiful picture of child sweet little rashi
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It’s hard to believe she’s not this small any more, Sharon. I’m treasuring every night she still wants to snuggle up close. <3
Will keep this lovely poem on hand for when I’m in need of perspective… specifically, on the days I’m pulling out my hair LOL!
Ditto, Kelly 😉 XO
Oh Sarita! I didn’t realize you had written this poem. Now it’s even more special… and the photos of your children. Touching!
So beautifully written and special, Sarita 🙂 Thank you.
Thank you, Rachael. I’m beyond grateful to hear that. <3
aaaaw Sarita, what a beautiful post, i’m touched <3 becoming a mother is role i love the most! xx
Thank you, Julie. I’m so happy that this touched you in some way. <3