A thought about Mothers

Last night I watched as Apollo Ohno won his second and third medal of the Winter Olympic Games. I had to smile; the joy on his face was contagious. As he skated and embraced his mother in a tight hug I wondered whose joy was more overwhelming. The child at his accomplishment, or the mother at her son’s success. I firmly believe his mother’s joy was greater. Mothers are a unique breed of women that are have a strong and quiet strength. Tiger Woods mom, quiet and supportive. Fading quietly and silently into the background of her son’s success. Well some times the mothers are not as quiet. For example Shani Davis’s mother (the African American speed skater) has somehow managed to alienate her son from the skating world in an attempt to protect him and elevate his skating career by speaking out. I started wondering, what about Bode Miller’s Mom. Bode Miller comes from a colorful background, his parents were hippies who retired from the world and passed on their free spirit to their son. Were they in Italy cheering on their son? Silent and supportive?

There is however one mother who stands out head and shoulder above the rest in her support and in her quiet pain for her only son. This mother watched her son tortured and killed right before her eyes and did nothing. She had such an indescribable volume of trust and faith in her son. That mother is Our Lady Mary, so full of Grace. Have a Blessed Sunday everyone