Mother, breath........

Recently, I've caught myself up in myself. I feel like I'm speaking in tongues even as I write this. I can not concentrate on the things I am doing and that have to be done at my job. A lot because I know it is ending, but I'm not taking the time to realize I'm letting it go.
I let it go a long time ago. I longed to be at home and taking care of my family. Halfway doing the caregiving on nights and weekends. Ultimately, becoming the caregiver and not the Mother. The blessing I was given by God. The blessing to be a Mother. Wow, when did I forget that was what I am? Mother is such a broad range of beings that it reminds me of Abraham Hicks being not just one but many.
Mothers are healers, teachers, comforters, and ultimately Love.
I read once in "Conversations with God" by Donald Walsh (even though I may not be quote with exactness) that there are two true emotions. Love and Fear. I feel as though as a Mother I may fear most definately for my child ultimately being a Mother is Love. How else can I describe this but Love, Love, Love. It rolls off of your tongue nicely as you mouth it and eventually allow your throat vocalize the word.
And now I remember to take a breath and not worry the Fears I've had in recent past as I am a Mother and I must teach, practice and heal through Love.
Starting with myself.
~Exhale~

Love,
Steph