I am thinking about Motherhood and giving today.
Yesterday I mowed my proverbial meadow; the one with the pond at the lower elevation. As I was riding my mower I looked toward the pond and there on the other side was a young boy. I recognized him as a neighbor’s child. He’s probably around nine years of age.
He was electronically guiding a remote controlled boat in the pond. He didn’t let it get too far from shore just in case it got snagged or it lost power.
I understand that from youthful personal memory. At nine one is very protective of toys and to have such a sophisticated mechanism stuck or afloat in the middle of the pond would be a catastrophe.
He guided it in and out of weed clusters as his Mother sat in the overgrown grass in the shade a few yards away. Their dog Piper, a mixture of a Lab and a Poodle, played and pranced between the child and the Mother.
I’m observing this every time I make a mower turn and head back toward the pond. It was a heart-warming scenario.
Here was a Mom, a college professor, giving time to her son to play outdoors amidst the mosquitoes and ticks and grass crawly things.
Some Mothers have the ability to be at one with their children and it is a gift, not only to the children, but also to the rest of us who observe the unconditional gift of true Motherhood in action.
It’s one of the many reasons why I love ponds, and Mothers and kids at outdoor play.