I eventually decided done was done and penned in the outlines with permanent marker. (Of course I did Mexico last and held my breath the whole time, hoping divine intervention would let Mexico simply flow perfectly from my fingertips. Mmmm, not so much.) But, the map is done, the countries where our troop comes from are colored in and labeled, and it's ready for some shiny star stickers to map out our past. But I still squint and make a face at Mexico every time I walk by.
It begins...
A friend recently forwarded an email to me titled "The Invisible Mother," a short essay comparing the tireless and often thankless job of a mother to the builders of Europe's great cathedrals. Both give their whole lives for a work they will never see finished, both make sacrifices and expect no credit, and both are fueled in their passion by the faith that the eyes of God see every detail. The writer of the essay was inspired by the thought that our endless efforts in motherhood, invisible as they may seem, are worth it and can make an enriching life.
For many of us, the way we choose to hold our invisibility at bay is by creating something tangible. For me, my days often end with knitting - my love of fiber and the need to do something relaxing end up producing something I can hold and look at. Nobody will know how many times I swept under the high chair that day, or how many toys I picked up, or how many times I tried to coax a "please" or "more" or "sorry" out of my 5 year old. But a darling, handmade infant hat? That you can see.
I start new projects every day, and my 10 year old does the same. In this process of creating (and yes, often not finishing our projects!) we connect with each other and a bigger picture of ourselves in the process. My plan for this blog is to share the projects that excite me and bring some accessible proof of my existence in this invisible world of mothering!
So, this blog is dedicated to the mothers out there whose days are filled with the minutia of tasks that build our children and our families. I often tell people that I haven't decided what I want to be when I grow up. But for now, I am the builder of a great cathedral. With every shoelace tied, lunch packed, and forehead kissed, I build.
And I can hardly wait to create something new...
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Stupid Mexico
I eventually decided done was done and penned in the outlines with permanent marker. (Of course I did Mexico last and held my breath the whole time, hoping divine intervention would let Mexico simply flow perfectly from my fingertips. Mmmm, not so much.) But, the map is done, the countries where our troop comes from are colored in and labeled, and it's ready for some shiny star stickers to map out our past. But I still squint and make a face at Mexico every time I walk by.
Mexico looks... just fine!? Now you make me wanna look at a map! You had me stifling my very loud giggles here at work. I'm trying not to get fired. And better not let Rowan see you used the word 'stupid' so many times. She might throw her hand on her hip and get sassy with you :)
ReplyDeleteI think you did an ADMIRABLE job, not only on Mexico (which only looks a little like an elephant's trunk) but ALL the world's nations!
ReplyDeleteThat's a heck of a lot of work for a 10 minute activity. Reminds me of my early days of teaching. So much energy, so much drive, so many ideas, so much desire to get it right/perfect/awesome-looking. You've inspired me to recapture a little of that feeling and stop letting laziness get the better of me sometimes. :)