I know Mother's Day is not here yet but this story touched my heart so much that I wanted to share it with everyone. It will definitely open your perspective to the joys of being a Mom.
It all began to make sense, the blank stares, the lack of response, the way one of the kids will walk into the room while I'm on the phone and ask to be taken to the store. Inside I'm thinking, 'Can't you see I'm on the phone?' Obviously, not. No one can see if I'm on the phone, or cooking, or sweeping the floor, or even standing on my head in the corner, because no one can see me at all. I'm invisible. The invisible Mom. Some days I am only a pair of hands, nothing more: Can you fix this? Can you tie this? Can you open this? Some days I'm not a pair of hands; I'm not even a human being. I'm a clock to ask, 'What time is it?' I'm a satellite guide to answer, 'What number is the Disney Channel?' I'm a car to order, 'Right around 5:30, please.' I was certain that these were the hands that once held books and the eyes that studied history and the mind that graduated sum a cum laude - but now they had disappeared into the peanut butter, never to be seen again. She's going; she's going; she is gone! One night, a group of us were having dinner, celebrating the return of a friend from England .. Janice had just gotten back from a fabulous trip, and she was going on and on about the hotel she stayed in.. I was sitting there, looking around at the others all put together so well. It was hard not to compare and feel sorry for myself. I was feeling pretty pathetic, when Janice turned to me with a beautifully wrapped package, and said, 'I brought you this.' It was a book on the great cathedrals of Europe . I wasn't exactly sure why she'd given it to me until I read her inscription: 'To Charlotte , with admiration for the greatness of what you are building when no one sees.' In the days ahead I would read - no, devour - the book. And I would discover what would become for me, four life-changing truths, after which I could pattern my work: No one can say who built the great cathedrals - we have no record of their names. These builders gave their whole lives for a work they would never see finished. They made great sacrifices and expected no credit. The passion of their building was fueled by their faith that the eyes of God saw everything. A legendary story in the book told of a rich man who came to visit the >> cathedral while it was being built, and he saw a workman carving a tiny bird on the inside of a beam. He was puzzled and asked the man, 'Why are you spending so much time carving that bird into a beam that will be covered by the roof? No one will ever see it.' And the workman replied, 'Because God sees.' I closed the book, feeling the missing piece fall into place. It was almost as if I heard God whispering to me, 'I see you, Charlotte. I see the sacrifices you make every day, even when no one around you does. No act of kindness you've done, no sequin you've sewn on, no cupcake you've baked, is too small for me to notice and smile over.. You are building a great cathedral, but you can't see right now what it will become.' At times, my invisibility feels like an affliction. But it is not a disease that is erasing my life. It is the cure for the disease of my own self-centeredness. It is the antidote to my strong, stubborn pride. I keep the right perspective when I see myself as a great builder. As one of the people who show up at a job that they will never see finished, to work on something that their name will never be on. The writer of the book went so far as to say that no cathedrals could ever be built in our lifetime because there are so few people willing to sacrifice to that degree. When I really think about it, I don't want my son to tell the friend he's bringing home from college for Thanksgiving, 'My Mom gets up at 4 in the morning and bakes homemade pies, and then she hand bastes a turkey for three hours and presses all the linens for the table.' That would mean I'd built a shrine or a monument to myself.. I just want him to want to come home. And then, if there is anything more to say to his friend, to add, 'you're gonna love it there.' As mothers, we are building great cathedrals. We cannot be seen if we're doing it right. And one day, it is very possible that the world will marvel, not only at what we have built, but at the beauty that has been added to the world by the sacrifices of invisible women. Great Job, MOM! Share this with all the Invisible Moms you know...I just did. Hope this encourages you when the going gets tough as it sometimes does. We never know what our finished products will turn out to be because of our perseverance.
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Wow! I am so excited to have received this award from Liz of Craft from my heart http://craftfrommyheart.blogspot.com/. My networking skills are in the beginning stages but one thing I have learned is that there are alot of friends out there that have shown their support for me and my business and I would like to show my support to the following blogs by passing this Attitude of Gratitude award to them.
1. 2 under 2 whew http://2under2whew.blogspot.com/
2. Nothin' But Love http://bettszoo.blogspot.com/
3.Laurie's World http://laurie-lauriesworld.blogspot.com/
4. Milliron Family http://millironfamily.blogspot.com/
5. Fun Child Learning Activities http://mylittlerembrandt.blogspot.com/
6. Military Momz http://militarymomz.blogspot.com/
7. Grooby Baby Blog http://groovybabyblog.blogspot.com/
8. What Mommy Things http://whatmommythinks.blogspot.com/
9. A touch of Tabitha Bags http://www.atouchoftabitha.blogspot.com/
10.Life is Sweet http://1momof5.blogspot.com/
The Rules of Accepting and Sharing this Award1. Put the logo on your blog or post.2. Nominate at least 10 blogs that show an attitude of gratitude3. Link to your nominees within your post4. Comment on their blogs to let them know they’ve received this award5. Share the love and link to this post and the person who nominated you for the award. Tell us how you’ve come to have an attitude of gratitude.
Posted by Diane Augustin at 8:47 AM
Friday, April 3, 2009
I made this cute pillowcase dress for my grandaughter's birthday and have put in on my site. I love the black print with the cute little dogs. These dresses are so versatile because you can wear them alone or team it up with a blouse, t-shirt or turtleneck underneath. The straps make size adjusting a breeze. You can see this dress along with my other custom made outfits at my website
Posted by Diane Augustin at 9:01 PM