I think for the most part mothers regret losing their temper. They may not show it on the outside, but later they will retreat to their office, bedroom or the bath and cry and hate themselves. I think they are tired, at times overwhelmed with everything and just trying to be their vision of perfect in an every growing imperfect world.
I think they get too few hugs and too many TO DO’s. I think the world expects so much and give so little back. I think they just need a flower in a cup and an I love you on the rough days with a little time to breathe and maybe take a walk any place that does not ask them for something.
Life Passes By So Quickly. Are you ready for a storm?
The weight of the world is heavier and the pain sharper when a storm comes and you feel your paddle breaking and the wind shifting as the boat of life swirls out of control and you have already given away all of the life vests so you just sit and realize it is over. If you just could have taken time to buy another to put in the boat you could have made it out of the storm.
Regret, bitter regret, yet the touch of a sticky fingers and innocent giggles keep you going, despite how tired you are.