The Meal, 1891, by Paul Gaugquin
"Biology is the least of what makes someone a mother." ~Oprah Winfrey
Nurturing is a delicate yet hardy craft,
like a strong table with lovely provisions
for every hunger and every need.
It is a glorious plantation,
a labor of devotion
that turns soil and plants seed.
The sweat of cultivation
makes for fertile land that one day
a plentiful table it will impart.
For one love has a bounty
that with tears and sweat
feeds generations of hungry hearts.
Having lost my Mom at an early age, I understand all too well how important the nurturing relationship of a mother truly is. She is the foundation where we learn how to love and be loved. We do not just learn to sew, clean, and cook a wonderful meal to be layed out on a lavish table, we gain so much more from her legacy. Yet, when a mother is lost all too early, the true nurturing spirit of the other women in that child's life can fill in some of the gaps. Over the years, there have been many women that have come into my life, that so beautifully did just that. They taught me, nurtured me, and loved me as only a mother would do. God always has a way of giving us what we need to survive and thrive in this world, and I am eternally grateful. Many beautiful cooks have taught me in the kitchen of life, and that is a blessing that shall always feed my soul.