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dear mothers,

Dear Mothers,

your name

your title

your pride

your struggle

your calling (or not)

you are a Mother.


And here we are. 


We all do it differently, this motherhood thing. 

We all say “well I would never ____”

and the next week we do just that. 


We love different. 

Live different.

Bedtime different.

Nourish different. 

Curfew different. 


Mothers,

we are like snowflakes, aren’t we?


We debate

screentime

playtime 

allowance

sleepovers. 

We don’t always agree.


We may be lazy 

in some areas,

overbearing 

in others.

We may mother “just right” 

(although highly unlikely). 


But mothers--MOTHERS. 

I think we can all agree--

we want our kids to be more 

kind

accepting

thoughtful

aware  

tomorrow, 

than they were today. 


Dare I say, 

we, Mothers

hope them to be MORE

caring

wise

respectful 

than WE, Mothers

are, today?


Do you feel this too?

That you want more for your children?

Of course you do.


We pray and hope and wish all our wishes

They--our children,

our seeds

will better care for the earth

it’s every corner, 

it’s air

it’s oceans

it’s every shade of people, 

better than we have already done.


Better than we are currently doing.


Mothers, can we agree on this? 

This one thing?

This betterment of our children, 

their world?


When they were just babes in our arms

did we not whisper 

promises that we would give them everything?

A better world tomorrow, 

than we gave them today? 


Mothers--

We--

our voices

our hands

our words

can 

will

shape their tomorrow. 


Can we try

to look past 

policies and party lines that feel familiar 

and see

really,

SEE 

the divide 

growing

in their tomorrow. 


Can we see 

the CHANGE that is needed

for their tomorrow?


Mothers, 

will you vote for a better 

tomorrow?


For us,


but always

mostly

for them. 


Because that is what 

We, mothers 

do.



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