My love, this is something I should have told you a long time ago.
Thank you, my love.
Thank you for being the mother of our children.
Thank you for every night you stayed awake.
Thank you for every tear you hid.
Thank you for every meal you served while tired.
Thank you for every hug you gave when you also needed one.
Thank you for loving our children in a way only a mother can love.
Sometimes, as husbands, we see the house running, the children growing, the clean clothes, the food ready, the homework done, the appointments remembered, the worries taken care of… and we make the mistake of thinking that all of that simply “happens.”
But no.
It does not happen by itself.
Behind all of that is you.
There is your patience when you had no strength left.
There is your voice correcting with love.
There are your hands working without rest.
There is your heart carrying things that many times no one else sees.
The Bible says: “Many women do noble things, but you surpass them all.” Proverbs 31:29.
And today I want to tell you that those words make me think of you.
We have had difficult days, moments of exhaustion, arguments, worries, and seasons when maybe we did not know how to value each other as we should have.
But even then, you were still there.
You kept being a mother.
You kept caring.
You kept loving.
You kept giving.
And that has a value that cannot be paid with money or summed up in a gift.
I have seen how our children look for you when something hurts. I have seen how your presence gives them peace. I have seen how, even when they do not always say it, they find a refuge in you. And that is not a coincidence. That is the fruit of a mother who has planted love, time, prayer, and sacrifice.
The Word of God says: “Her children arise and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her.” Proverbs 31:28.
Today I want to do exactly that: praise you, recognize you, and bless your life.
As a husband, maybe many times I lacked the right words. Maybe there were days when I should have helped you more, understood you more, listened to you more, hugged you more. Maybe I thought you could handle everything, without realizing that you also needed support, tenderness, and rest.
And for that, I also want to ask your forgiveness.
Forgive me for the times I did not see your tiredness.
Forgive me for the times I took your effort for granted.
Forgive me for the times I did not tell you how much you are worth.
Forgive me for the times I forgot that before being a mother, you are also a woman, a wife, a daughter of God, and someone who deserves to be cared for.
Because being a mother is not easy.
Being a mother means loving when you are tired.
It means correcting even when it hurts.
It means smiling even when you carry worries inside.
It means praying in silence for your children when no one hears you.
It means carrying in your heart what many times cannot be explained with words.
And you have done it.
With your virtues, with your struggles, with your good days and your difficult days, you have been a blessing to our home.
The Bible says: “Children are a heritage from the Lord, offspring a reward from him.” Psalm 127:3.
Our children are a heritage from God, yes. But God also gave them a mother. And when I see your love for them, I understand that the Lord was not mistaken when He placed you in their lives.
You have been an instrument of God in our family.
When you cared for them while they were sick, God was using your hands.
When you comforted them, God was using your voice.
When you corrected them, God was shaping their character.
When you prayed for them, God was listening to the cry of a mother.
And even if maybe they do not always understand it now, one day they will look back and realize everything you did.
They will remember your advice.
They will remember your sacrifices.
They will remember your hugs.
They will remember your words.
They will remember that, in the most important moments, Mom was there.
And I also want to remember it.
I do not want to wait for the years to pass to tell you what you are worth. I do not want to wait for a difficult moment to recognize your love. I do not want this Mother’s Day to be just another date on the calendar.
I want it to be an opportunity to thank you.
Thank you for loving our children even when they have worried you.
Thank you for having patience when they did not understand.
Thank you for teaching them through your example.
Thank you for caring for our home with love.
Thank you for not giving up.
Thank you for being a mother who leaves a mark.
Maybe many people only see one part of you. But God has seen it all.
God has seen your sleepless nights.
God has seen your prayers.
God has seen your fears.
God has seen your silent tears.
God has seen your love hidden in the small details.
And none of that is lost before Him.
The Bible says: “God is not unjust; he will not forget your work and the love you have shown him.” Hebrews 6:10.
God does not forget.
Even when children forget.
Even when a husband forgets.
Even when no one says thank you.
God does not forget.
And I do not want to forget either.
I want to thank the Lord for your life. Because our children did not only receive a mom; they received a woman who loves them with all her soul. A woman who has fought for them. A woman who has placed her heart in the family. A woman who, even while tired, has continued giving love.
My love, thank you for being a mother with dedication.
Thank you for being the heart of this family.
Thank you for every invisible detail.
Thank you for holding so many things together when it seemed like no one noticed.
Thank you for caring for the most valuable thing God gave us.
And if any husband is reading this, maybe he also needs to stop today and look at the woman beside him. Not only as his wife, but as a mother. As that woman who has carried so much, loved so much, cried so much, and who many times only needed to hear: “You are doing well. Thank you for everything.”
Because a good mother also needs to be encouraged.
She also needs to be hugged.
She also needs to feel valued.
She also needs to know that her effort has not been in vain.
I leave you with this simple reflection, but from the heart: a wife who loves her children is a gift from God to the family. Let us not take her for granted. Let us not wait until it is too late to recognize her. Let us honor her life, care for her heart, and thank the Lord for her.
My love, today I want to bless you.
May God strengthen your hands.
May God renew your heart.
May God fill you with peace on difficult days.
May God remind you that your love has planted eternal seeds in our children.
I invite you to join me in this prayer:
Beloved Lord, thank You for my wife’s life. Thank You because You made her a mother, because You gave her a heart able to love, care, teach, and sustain. Forgive me for the times I did not know how to value her effort as I should have. Help me to honor her, support her, and love her better. Bless her life, strengthen her soul, and allow our children to always recognize the great gift they have in her. Lord, thank You for giving me a wife who has been an excellent mother. In the name of Jesus. Amen.
At Somos Cristianos, we connect hearts with Christ.
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