A Working Mom's Secret to Success on Valentine's Day: Manage Expectations...

Lady celebrating Valentine's Day at Eddie V's "To love oneself is the beginning of a lifelong romance." - Oscar Wilde  Greetings from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania! Things have been busy. I am still a working mom of three, working full time who is trying to make a difference. I do a lot of things and try to be present so that I can learn from them. I share them on this blog so that we can learn together. Below are some thoughts, hacks, and/or lessons that I have learned from navigating my world. The roots of Valentine’s Day roots go back to St. Valentine, a priest in the early Christian Church known for his compassion and commitment to love. He was a defender of faith, hope, and kindness, reminding us that love is not just a feeling—it’s an action. And, this year I have learned that being free on Valentine's Day is better than living a lie. Valentine's Day, like Christmas, comes every year. However, unlike Christmas, Valentine's Day is about romantic love an...

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My mom, me and my daughter, three generations of Griffin women

Last night, on Mother’s Day Eve, I was in my daughter’s room rocking in her rocking chair with my son. My daughter was sitting on the floor reading a book to us and laughing. It was a moment of sheer bliss and something occurred to me. I am a mom to two kids and everything that goes along with that. 

Being a mother makes me appreciate my own even more

I constantly appreciate that it is my honor and privilege to mother these children. However, at that moment it became more than that.  It occurred to me that I am a mother just like my mother, aunts and grandmothers.  In some ways I can hardly believe that I have entered the ranks of the mothers who came before me—Zany Gardner, Earlie Mae Turner, Claudia Griffin, Sylvia Griffin, and Cecilia Griffin Golden just to name a few. I am in the mother club and I can hardly believe it.

It is so humbling to join the ranks of these women who raised me.  These women who made mothering look intuitive... These women who epitomized strength and beauty and made me aspire to more... These women who taught me to strive and to remain faithful... These women who worked and sacrificed so that I could have opportunities. These women who believed in me more than I believed in myself... Sometimes I wonder if I shall ever truly be worthy for the title of Mother that I share with them.  However, I will spend a lifetime trying.

Happy Mother’s Day to all of you and the women you love!
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