For as long as I remember, I wanted to be a mother just like my mom. Before my first birthday, I began to develop my mothering skills loving dolls. Every where I went, I carried a doll. With each Christmas and Birthday my family of dolls would increase. Each night (to avoid hurt feelings or jealousy between my dolls) I had to tuck in my entire doll collection in bed with me. Role playing mother was a homage to my own amazing mom. She did such an incredible job, I wanted to grow up to be just like her!
I LOVE being a mom. My children are the centre of my universe. Being their mom is amazing!
But now I realize that it was more than being a mom to my own children that I was desiring from life. Reflecting back, the wonderful things that my mom did which attracted me to the position of mother was actually her service to family, friends and community.
Working in recreation was my everything. Leading a fitness class, teaching a skill, adding quality to another person's day is still my favourite! I am what I wanted to be (thank you Meister Eckhart).
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