My grandfather’s second wife, Kathy, stayed in our life way longer than she had to.
My grandfather died and she just kept coming.
When my dad and his siblings all bottomed out before me and my cousins were even born, my Gram insisted they stay on track.
When they called from jail, rarely, if ever, did she bail them out.
And when my dad and his wife divorced because of drugs and alcohol and his wife took the kids and ran, she insisted then too.
Motherhood is about more than being biologically connected and literally maternal.
It’s voluntary closeness.
To me, it’s about warrior women who persist.
There are other mothers beyond the ones you see with children.
She could be the woman whose unknowingly guided you in roles you never saw a mother in at all.
The ones you thought really just couldn’t get “it” because they didn’t birth a child.
She could be the mother whose never had her own children but rose to the challenge of raising another woman’s.
Or my Gram – the woman who helped raised 4 children she didn’t birth at all – and whom today is burying her last.
That’s the woman warrior love of motherhood.
It’s not a one size fits all skill. Just like no mother has a one size fits all kind of love.
It’s any woman who persists in pursuit of a good life for children no matter whom they belong to, no matter what age they become.
It’s understanding that well after they are gone, a mother’s love lives and lingers on.
My grandfather’s second wife Kathy will always be in my life.
In fact, I’m sure and I hope that my Gram will outlive me, too.
Motherhood is not about where you came from, it’s about how you rise to the occassion.
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