Aidan's Mom

"Hi Aidan's Mom!"

I remember the day I became nameless.

It was in my son's school yard.

It had happened a few times before but it never really struck a chord.

The revelation wasn't there.

I became nameless, but never faceless or shapeless.

 Associated and covered by another who came from the inside of me.

"Aidan's Mom"

The smile on his little friend's face was sweet and sincere.

Almost like he'd seen Aidan.

He knew I'd answer when he addressed me as such.

He didn't dance around calling the right name.

He called it like he saw it...and it was.

"Aidan's Mom"

 I settled almost at that moment that life would be amazing if I never aspired to be anything more than just her...

"Aidan's Mom"

This Mother's Day and always I am counting it a privilege to be one.

I've been learning a lot about life, love and living the last couple of months.

I'm understanding better the power of purpose and perspective.


To all the Mommies on the planet holding it down...Happy Mother's Day!

Keep dreaming and giving and being strong. 

You're appreciated!




  1. This is really amazing Christine. Refreshing actually.

  2. Really nice poem Aiden's MOM