I know you–you’re the mom who always volunteers.
I’m the mom who doesn’t.
I used to be. I used to volunteer all the time back when my schedule allowed it. I did it all, too. Book fairs, class parties, fundraising—you name it. I loved every minute of it, but there came a time when I just couldn’t fit everything in anymore.
That’s when you stepped in.
Or, more accurately, you stepped up.
Class parties? You’re there. Making gift baskets for that fundraiser? You’re on it. Handing out fliers? Yep, I see you!
I know it seems like some of us other mamas might just be slackers. Maybe we come off as a little less caring. Trust me, I know how it looks when a volunteer opportunity presents itself, and my eyes turn down while you’re smiling face chimes in, “I can do it!”
The truth is–I feel terrible every time.
You see, I know how thin you spread yourself.
I know you work full time. If not in an office, at home taking care of kiddos and running a household.
I know you spend all day getting your tasks done, so you can spend all night cutting, painting, and gluing.
I know you leave your children in someone else’s care while you work the food stand at that youth sporting event so other parents can enjoy watching their kids play.
I know you spend your lunch breaks researching and coordinating activities for the next PTA event.
I know you spend extra money to make sure every child everywhere you go has a snack.
I know it took you three hours to decorate that bulletin board.
I want you to know I am grateful.
I want you to know I understand what you do and why.
I know your children are your life, and every time you help your circle, all the children in it thrive.
If I could do it still, I would, but life just goes through cycles of hectic that don’t always allow you to do the extras.
You do the extras when the rest of us can’t.
And, I want you to know I am grateful.
And, someday, I’ll be back.