Mothers can serve as powerful teachers and mentors as we strive to live meaningful lives. Dr. Taish Malone describes being influenced by her mother’s generosity, perseverance, and playfulness, even in the face of adversity.
“Woman” is such a powerful word. It flows off the tongue and echoes far beyond the letters. When I hear, speak, or read the word “woman,” I cannot help but think of my mother.
Although I have been lucky to have teachers and mentors, my mother is by far the woman I look up to the most . She motivates me to be a better woman and overall person. She is the epitome of the word “woman” and beyond.
My mother’s generosity knows no bounds. She knew that being of service to others was to do a service to yourself. She passed on what she learned from her own mother. Not just the acts of giving, but the heart and mind of giving, which is with compassion and joyfulness.
My mother has always shown up for family, friends, coworkers, and her community alike. She remains humble in what she does because she sees it as natural. I wish she knew how I see hope for humanity modeled through her deeds and heart. Her generosity inspired my career, and she is a core reason why I am a therapist today.
In addition to generosity, my mother reminds me of water. Like water, inspirational women tend to carve a way seemingly out of nothing and become whatever the situation calls for, just as water adapts to whatever vessel its held in.
My mother’s “I can” attitude and perseverance makes her a phenomenal force. She faces every challenge head-on and never allows herself to even consider the concept of defeat. She sees each opportunity as either a blessing or a lesson.
Her perseverance led to trailblazing accomplishments in a career that did not favor her almond skin or gender. She is a community leader in bridging tradition and modern ways to honor the importance of family.
She was also mother to a child with childhood illnesses, which tested both her faith and strength. But she never let adversity dictate her story. She taught me that I alone am the scribe for my story, and, like water, I can find a way.
Oddly enough, my mother is the one who reminds me how to be a child. While I would have been fine lost in my books and imagination, my mother introduced spontaneous excursions, quirky dishes, and games or activities to spice up situations.
Her playfulness has led to countless memories of living in the moment. She makes me appreciate “the now” and the value of exercising your smile and laughing as much as possible.
Life is too short, she says, to not live it to the fullest. Because of her, I get more out of my life and find new ways to make the most of each day. Thankfully, I never need to look beyond my home for inspirational words or actions. My mother was all woman and more.