I watched the last few minutes of Dances with Wolves last night and caught it at the most moving part of the entire movie. Wind In His Hair is atop the ridge on his horse and shouts down to Dances With Wolves and says, “I am Wind In His Hair. Do you see that I am your friend? Can you see that you will always be my friend?” This is a powerful moment in the movie given these two were mostly at odds with each other throughout the story. One person declaring his friendship to be real and true for the other, not holding back anything, but shouting at the top of his lungs to his friend.
Why don’t we do this more? Declare our love for the entire world to see. Shouting our love to our husbands and wives, our children and our friends might end the wars of this world. We wouldn’t be able to do anything but smile when the words were heard. Knowing that you are loved and needed by someone makes everyone feel stronger and more worthy, thus making you stand taller and more apt to pass that feeling along to others. We don’t do this however, because society has told us we need to be quiet and never “bother” anyone around us. There is something wrong with this picture. It happens occasionally at a college graduation or at a rock concert. “We love you, Sarah!” “We love U2!” Does this annoy you in any way, or does it make you smile? Of course it makes you smile, and if you’re Sarah or U2, you love it and it brings great joy and a feeling of love to your spirit.
Why save the adoration for those once in a lifetime events? Why not shout out, “I am the mother of the two greatest boys on earth” at the next baseball game or at the grocery store? It just might catch on for all you know. A little shout out to your husband as he walks in the door, “You’re the best kisser in the world!” just might make his day. It surely can’t hurt or possibly have a negative outcome. (Well, maybe a little bit of embarrassment by your 13-year old son; but hey, he’ll get over it and be thankful later on that he has a mom who loves her family so.)
So, you better be prepared and on the lookout for me, because I just might be that mom at the next band concert that stands up and shouts, “I am Mom Of Sons. Do you see that I love them? Can you see that I will always love them?” Don’t be surprised if you hear those words. It just might happen, and when it does, I hope you smile.
