Yesterday, I celebrated Mother’s Day a different way... I celebrated love, live, friendship and the joy all around me with my husband and our friends. In this last year, I have come to know more about how my Mamang loved me and have a different perspective. She didn’t start saying she loved me until I started saying the words to her in my 40’s. She showed me in her own love language, her concern and her food. She paid very particular attention to expressing her affection toward me in ways that I misinterpreted for years. She was a strict disciplinarian and her rigid approach to many things dimmed my spirit. She and Dad watched over us during our wedding in Maui twelve days ago. I wore Mamang’s jewelry during the ceremony. I could feel the joy of her spirit on the beach with us as Mitch and I exchanged our vows. Peace and grace filled my heart in that moment. I can’t change the past, however, I can learn, grow and become equipped with the tools be more aware of how different people express themselves. While watching our church’s Mother’s Day service 10pm replay, I had a good cry and pray that God finishes the work he started to use my life for Kingdom’s sake. Perfection is no longer my goal—rather, it’s daily progress. #mothersday #motherhood #memoriesofmom #progressvsperfection #acceptgrowcontribute #john14 (at Seattle, Washington) https://www.instagram.com/p/COtVbjsD1xj/?igshid=cezl9746eorv
