To the Mothers Who Made Us
Dear Friends,
Today, we pause. Amid the swirling demands of the world—emails to answer, errands to run, dishes waiting in the sink—we stop. We take a deep breath. And we turn our hearts toward the women who made us, shaped us, held us, and believed in us before we even believed in ourselves.
Happy Mother’s Day.
There is something sacred about the role of “mother.” It’s not just biology—it’s every woman who has nurtured, encouraged, challenged, and guided. It’s the grandmothers who told stories at twilight. The aunts who stood in the gap. The teachers who spoke words of life when the world was silent. The friends who mothered us through heartbreak.
If you are lucky enough to have a mother still in your world, may today be a celebration. But if your mother is no longer here, or if your relationship was complicated, may today be gentle. May you find moments of reflection, gratitude, or even healing in the quiet corners of memory.
I’ve always believed mothers are woven from a stronger thread. They love when it’s easy, and they love when it’s hard. They give even when they’re empty. They see beauty in the ordinary: a crayon drawing taped to the fridge, a bouquet of dandelions handed up by sticky fingers, a quiet “I love you” whispered at bedtime.
And isn’t that the lesson they’ve taught us best? That love doesn’t have to be loud or perfect. It just has to show up, every day.
So today, whether you are a mother, were raised by a mother, lost a mother, became a mother to others, or are still hoping for motherhood—this day is yours.
May you feel the small miracles tucked into every moment:
— A warm cup of coffee savored slowly.
— A phone call from a grown child who still needs your advice.
— The laugh of a grandchild tumbling into your arms.
— Or the memory of a hand that once held yours.
To the mothers, stepmothers, grandmothers, godmothers, adoptive mothers, foster mothers, and everyone who mothers in ways big and small: thank you. You make the world softer, stronger, wiser, and more beautiful.
If you can, thank the mothers in your life. Write the card. Make the call. Tell the story. Share the photo. Or simply whisper to the sky: thank you.
And if today is hard for you—know that you are seen, loved, and held.
Happy Mother’s Day.
With love, Julie Bolejack, MBA
