SOMETHING ABOUT MOTHERS
Sunday May 8, 2016
Women grow babies. Inside them. Wow.
No man could do it, or likely wants to. Not to say we don’t love making them, bouncing them on our knee, watching them on playing fields or crossing graduation’s stage …
Mothers everywhere, I speak of you and about you today for all men:
Women, mothers especially – we do not understand you.
We know we would not exist without you. For that reason alone we should revere you. Hear you. Fear you …
Incapable of understanding something incomprehensible, we argue women don’t understand us very well either. Which is true, but this ain’t the same.
Maleness knows, feels and understands superiority. We spend our lifetime pursuing it. Yet we have not one half of one clue about motherhood. Gender differences, hormones, ‘something in your DNA’ aside – we just don’t get it.
Yes, we fake-empathize, but without really understanding. We appreciate motherhood hypothetically to some degree, when we think really hard – but then we want to think about sports, or politics … or lunch.
Please hear our collective mea culpa, because, while we can be good dads and granddads, we really don’t have a clue about you …
I’ve known many mothers. Some very well – my dad’s mother, my mother, mother of my children and mother of my grandchildren. Dated some. Lived with some. Met many other mothers. Not full spectrum. So diverse, much ‘not in common’, hard to come to any conclusion about mothers, except one thing - they’ve carried life. Inside them. No words properly describe this magnificence.
Lamely, we say ‘happy mother’s day’, hoping you understand how feebly men understand anything about women …
Mark Kolke
P.S.: Fort Mac fire woes grow – wind driven ‘Beast’ eats everything in its past, heading east, heading north – depending on which reports you read, mostly not affecting communities because there are none currently in its path but several operating oilsands facilities are potentially at risk – most of those operations are shut or curtailed and staff evacuated. On a happy side note, my daughter Carla and some ‘other moms’ organized a Mother’s Day tea for Fort Mac moms dislocated by the fire and currently in Fort Saskatchewan. A small event but a huge one for those attending. Moms know that kind of thing, understand it – good thing, because it would never occur to men. Nice goin’ Carla …
written / published from Calgary, AB
morning walk: 12C/53F, clear, strong gusty breeze, Gusta’s paws dry as a bone after all that time in the grass – where is the morning dew? It’s really dry …
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