If you work or live downtown you may have seen me. A blonde woman rollerblading quickly down the street clad in office attire, sunglasses on and music up. You probably thought I looked pretty silly or wondered what I was doing or where I was going. So let me fill you in.
About once a week on my lunch break I don my blades and skate down to St. Michael’s Hospital. You see, it is the hospital where all my children were born. I skate up to the building, maybe touch the glass of the clinic, and I whisper a silent “Thank You” to the universe. Then I turn around and skate back to work, barely making the trek in the time allotted.
Why do I do this? Because for me, every day is Mother’s Day. Every day is a day that I am thankful for the privilege and honour of being a mother. Every day that I am a mother is a gift to me, one that words cannot describe and money cannot buy.
I used to feel angry. A lot. And sad. I first started rollerblading to help me cope with these big emotions. Since my lunch break is the only time I am sans children it became my heels to wheels time. Eventually I realized that while the exercise did help, I had to make a choice to choose to be happy. I had to let go of the baggage and focus on all the gifts I had in life. And so my pilgrimage was born.
So, with joy in my heart and love on my mind I go on my lunchtime treks to honour the gifts I have been given and to remind myself of exactly how wonderful my life is. And I would encourage all of you to do the same. Make a little habit or ritual of gratitude. Who cares if you look stupid? And don’t tell me you don’t have time because I know what busy is! Trust me, once you do it a couple of times you will feel amazing.
And to all my fellow mothers I wish you a very happy Mother’s Day.