Karen Restivo
In Other Words....
We all recognize the definition of M.O.M. - an elite special forces unit that conducts covert missions, often in high-risk environments, a purveyor of invisible work and emotional labor that falls outside the scope of a conventional workday.
Cameron Reeves Poynter, during a break from active duty, wrote a stirring essay on Facebook in 2018 on behalf of the unsung heroes that submissively carry out these duties.
Below is Poynter’s essay:
“I am the keeper. I am the keeper of schedules. Of practices, games, and lessons. Of projects, parties, and dinners. Of appointments and homework assignments.
“I am the keeper of information. Who needs food 5 minutes before a meltdown occurs and who needs space when he gets angry.
“Whether there are clean clothes, whether bills are paid, and whether we are out of milk.
“I am the keeper of solutions. Of band aids and sewing kits and snacks in my purse.
“But also, of emotional balms and metaphorical security blankets.
“I am the keeper of preferences. Of likes and dislikes. Of nightly rituals and food aversions.
“I am the keeper of reminders. To be kind, to pick up their trash, to do their dishes, to do their homework, to hold open doors and write thank you notes.
“I am the keeper of rituals and memories. Of pumpkin patches and Easter egg hunts. I am the taker of pictures, the collector of special ornaments, and the writer of letters.
“I am the keeper of emotional security. The repository of comfort, the navigator of bad moods, the holder of secrets and the soother of fears. I am the keeper of the peace. The mediator of fights, the arbiter of disputes, and the facilitator of language, the handler of differing personalities.
“I am the keeper of worry. Theirs and my own. I am the keeper of the good and the bad, the big and the small, the beautiful and the hard.
“Most of the time, the weight of these things I keep resembles the upper elements on the periodic table – lighter than air, buoying me with a sense of purpose.
“But sometimes the weight of the things I keep pulls me down below the surface until I am kicking and struggling to break the surface and gasp for breath.
“Because these things I keep are constantly flickering in the back of my brain, waiting to be forgotten, they scatter my thoughts and keep me awake long past my bedtime.
“Because all these things I keep are invisible and intangible, they go unnoticed and unacknowledged until they are missed.
“They are not graded, or peer reviewed or ruled on by a court. And sometimes they are taken for granted.
“My husband and my boys are kind and generous and they love me hard. And this is by far the greatest job I have ever had.
“But sometimes being the keeper is exhausting because you feel like you’re doing it alone.
“So, to all of you who are keepers, I see you. I know the weight of the things you keep and the invisible work you do, which doesn’t come with a paycheck or sick leave; it’s what makes the world go round.
“I see you. And I salute you.
#LoveHard#ISeeYou#LoveWhatMatters”
Cameron Reeves Poynter
In other words, let’s take time this Mother’s Day Weekend to express our appreciation, love, and gratitude to one of the top keepers: Mom. Happy Mother’s Day!
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