Yesterday, our pastor led the congregation in a lovely prayer for the mothers who were at Mass. I can't tell you what his words were, but I can tell you what I was thinking about when I was being prayed over.
My six children and my husband had their hands on me while we were praying. My children were on my left side and my husband on my right. It was funny because some of the younger ones were kind of pushing on me. My husband was keeping me steady. I don't even know if he realized it.
But, as a married couple and parents, that is how it is. Not that the kids push me over, but rather that my husband is there to steady me, support me.
It was a nice thought to have on Mother's day.