Mother-ish

"Are you busy? Stressed? You never texted me back after I sent you the video of Kate. Just making sure you are okay. :-)"

You've heard this before: It's a mother's job to worry. I don't believe it. Not one bit.

It's a mother's job to love--to love so hard that the problems of her children get absorbed into her own soul. It's not her job to worry. It's her job to love, and love makes her worry.

It's good that mothers worry because then we don't have to worry all by ourselves. This is especially helpful when we are young, teenager-ish, and very unable to hold so much worry (or responsibility) at once.

I wish she didn't have to worry. Because I am young and teenger-ish, though, I give her much cause to do so.

Cause to send me a sweet text on a Friday morning to make sure I am doing alright.

I'm doing fine, Mom. Because of you, I'm doing just fine.