Mother's Day Reflections

A personal reflection on the three mothers who shaped Dr. Paul's life — and the love that outlasts loss.

LOVE

My mom, my African mom who helped raise me and my siblings, and my mother-in-law are no longer with us. What I remember most about each was their deep love and caring.

Growing up in Africa as a missionary kid, my mom was who we turned to when sick or injured. She was a nurse by profession, but wow was she gifted at knowing what we needed, both physically and emotionally. I just felt safe that no matter what happened, Mom would know what to do.

My African mom helped my family while my parents were working more than full-time hours. She was always loving and kind and would let you lick up the cake batter after pouring the cake. She was so emotionally available that we always felt safe. Home should be a safe place and both my moms growing up absolutely made our house a home that was filled with love and was safe.

My mother-in-law was the one who was there to help us the first month after the birth of each of my children. She had a great sense of humor, and we laughed about a lot of things. Most importantly she had a deep faith and introduced me to A Course in Miracles. My personal spiritual journey was transformed by her love. On my last visit with her the month she transitioned to the spiritual world, she couldn't walk or talk, but we held hands and communicated love so powerfully that I left with a peace I've only felt a few times in my life.

This Mother's Day I honor all moms for all the work, love, self-sacrifice and caring you have provided your children and the world.

Thank you, Mom.

Love from your son and all in the world you've touched with your love.