You know that song This Magic Moment. I think Lou Reed sang it. And The Drifters. You know it…
This magic moment,
So different and so new
Was like any other
Until I kissed you…
Well, I’ve been thinking a lot about magic moments that mothers make for their children. From the very first moments. I’d love to hear some of your “magic moments”… whether from your own mom or ones you’ve given to your children.
I’ll start. I remember when I was 10 years old, and all I wanted was a puppy. My mom said, unequivocally, “No.” As in NO. And for the same old reason every mom says that word… because she would be taking care of that puppy each moment of each day and night. Well, one day a dog that lived near a little variety store that we frequented had puppies. 8 of them. The owner of that little store, the mommy dog and the 8 puppies was anxious to find good homes for the new little ones. Of course, my bothers and I begged and begged to the resounding, “NO. NO. NO,” from our Mom. Then, on one bright June Sunday on our way home from church, my Dad stopped at that variety store for the Sunday newspaper. My mom got out of the car, too. This was odd because my dad always went into the store alone so us kids wouldn’t beg for candy and the like. Then my mom said, “Let’s pick out a puppy.” And she smiled her beautiful smile. What?
We hopped out of the car… but we had already picked out the puppy that we could only dream of. He was the runt of the litter… a tiny brown one that loved to hide under the porch. My dad was soon crawling under that porch for that little brown puppy who we would bring home and love as our baby brother for the next 14 years. Mr. Chips, more commonly known as Chippy.
Well, my mom did take care of Chippy all those years. Just like he was her son… cooking liver for him every night. Walking him. Loving him. Comforting him as he grew old. I was married when Chippy left us to chase his litter mates in heaven… but that moment of my mom saying YES formed a love of animals in me that is almost impossible to explain. And this love has been passed to my own children, and now their children.
That magic moment is etched in my mind. Thanks to my mom, and the giving of herself.
That is magic.
Would you like to share a “magic mom moment” of your own… and pass it along to your mom and your children to read? I sure hope so!