The Mother Beneath the Mother

The Mother Beneath the Mother

They only see you as comfort—
Warm, but never weary
Strong, but never shaken
A quiet force moving mountains with a whisper

You become what the world needs from you:
Patient Protector
Fearless Fighter
Endless Encourager
Healer of hurts, big and small
Always arriving with a smile

With a kiss on the forehead
And strength tucked inside soft hands

But me?

I get the real you

The woman beneath the miracle
The heart that beats behind the lullabies
The tears you never show
The silence you keep so I never feel fear

You held me before I had a name
Taught me how to walk,
But stood still while I ran toward the world
Pretending it didn’t break you each time I left

I remember the nights—
You humming to the shadows
Rocking pain out of my fevered dreams
Swallowing your worries so I could sleep in peace
The way you covered me in hope
Even when your hands were empty

You were always more than “Mom”
You were a thousand little things
Woven into one soul
Selfless. Endless. Quietly burning.

And at times, breaking beneath the surface

Only I hold the honor—
Of knowing the mother beneath the mother

So tell me, would it be wrong

If just once

I longed to carry you—
The way you’ve always carried me?

To be the arms you lean on
To be the calm in your storm
To whisper, “It’s okay, I’ve got you”
Even if just for a moment

Because you deserve it all
Every ounce of the love
You’ve poured into me

And more

I see the sacrifices you made—
The dreams you shelved to make mine bloom
The sleepless nights spent wiping tears
Hiding your own pain behind a smile

You wore courage like armor
Fought battles I never knew existed
The weight of worries no child should bear
Yet you bore it silently, fiercely

I see your hands, worn but gentle—
Cooking meals with tired grace
Tucking me in when storms raged outside
Holding me steady when the world shook

Your voice, a soft anchor in chaos
Guiding me through confusion and fear
Your prayers, invisible threads
That stitched my broken moments whole

And when I stumbled, you never faltered
You lifted me up with unwavering faith
Reminded me of strength within
Even when you felt none for yourself

You taught me how to love—
Not with grand gestures, but quiet presence
Not with demands, but endless patience
Not with perfection, but unconditional acceptance

Sometimes I wonder if you know
How deeply you are loved and needed
How your love shapes every breath I take
How your spirit lives inside me, always

So here I stand, not just as your son,
But as a witness to your endless giving
A keeper of your untold stories
A bearer of your silent strength

And if the world only sees you as comfort,
I see you as everything—
The heart of my world,
The roots of my being,
The love I carry forward,
Forever and always

But there are nights, when the world falls silent—
When you let your mask slip away
And I glimpse the cracks beneath your smile
The weight you hide behind tired eyes

I see the loneliness you refuse to admit
The sacrifices that left you hollow inside
The dreams deferred, the wishes unspoken
The quiet grief of a life given away

How many times did you hold back tears
So I wouldn’t see your pain?
How many sleepless nights
Did you endure in silence?

You bore the burden alone—
So I could grow unbroken
You gave your strength
Even when yours was gone

If I could take your place for a day
Carry your fears, your aches, your scars—
I would, without hesitation

To ease the heaviness of your heart
To give back even a fraction
Of the love you’ve poured endlessly

So tell me, would it be wrong

If just once

I held your fragile heart in my hands
And promised you shelter
As you have always done for me?

Because you are more than just comfort—
You are my home, my hero, my forever.

Author: James world