She picked up one item after another, swiping each barcode across the glass surface. I thought to myself, this woman . . . this stranger across from me, employee in a drug store, has a mother.
It is my habit, one of my shortcuts to inner peace, to look at the employees in stores, banks and coffee shops, and ask them in my mind, “Who is your mother?” In that brief moment of awareness when I recognize our common humanity, that we are each born of a woman’s body, my heart is opened.
For each of us, our mother may or may not be alive. She might have lavished us with attention and love or not. Our mother may have raised us to adulthood or she may have exited our childhood. And yet each of us grew into being within our mother’s womb.
Mother’s day inspires me to think of us all, every human from every corner of the universe, now and throughout all of history. No matter what our circumstances, we all gained the gift of life from a woman. So of even the stranger on the street, I ask: “Who is your mother?”
Ashley Davis Bush, LCSW is the author of
“Transcending Loss: Understanding the Lifelong Impact of Grief and How to Make it Meaningful”
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