It is twenty years now since my mother passed away. As I reflect on her life, there are many vivid, strong and powerful memories that will forever remain with me.

Of all those which surface, the one that I treasure most, is the one of me sitting on her lap, facing her, my body against hers, on an old armless rocking chair. We embraced each other, rocking away in quiet calmness with all the time in the world.

Few words were spoken, as I enjoyed her warmth, her humming, totally abandoning myself in her presence. Her physical touch communicated understanding, acceptance, forgiveness, comfort or whatever reassurance I needed at that moment.

Those memories have provided me with confidence, security and resilience, enabling me to face life and all it has to offer---joys, sorrows, insults, commendations, injustices, respect and fulfilment.

My own journey into motherhood began fifteen years ago, and it is true to say that instinctively, I have drawn and relied on all that I have inherited from my mother, namely, being present to and being a presence for- my children, my school community and all whom I encounter.

It is being attuned to elated teenagers as they demonstrate their improved skills, talents and abilities on and off the field; or noticing when something is disturbing them deep within. A glance or gesture towards them results in a flood of tears or an outpouring of their vulnerability.

It is giving persons the room to explode at times and vent their true feelings. It is recognising when people’s spirits are broken and they need a word of encouragement. Or as my dear children say, “Mummy, I just need a hug!”

The Church – Teacher and Mother

Our beloved Archbishop Anthony Pantin (RIP) often reminded us, by word and example, that the Church, apart from being a Teacher, is also a Mother, being present to and being a presence for all her children, especially the ostracized, alienated and powerless.

Working in a college under the patroness of Our Lady of Fatima, I am constantly reminded of Mary, our mother. I ask her daily for the grace to treasure and ponder deeply in my heart, life and experiences of it. 

The gospels say very little about her, she is silent and in the background. However the little that is said portrays a mother who is present to and a presence for her son and all those whom she meets. She is sensitive and aware of all that is happening in her son’s life and the world around her.

It is significant that Mother’s Day coincides this year with the feast of Pentecost as we are privileged to share in the work of the Spirit breathing acceptance, comfort, understanding – indeed new life – into our world.

It is my fervent prayer for all mothers of our nation that like Jesus in today’s gospel story, we may be present to and be a presence for our children, our students, particularly when  their doors are closed because of fears abounding in their lives. May we say “Peace be with you!”

A Happy Mother’s day to you all!

Annie Gomes-Phillips is the wife of Ainsley and mother of daughter Avion and son Andrew. She is the Vice Principal of Fatima College. The Gomes-Phillips are parishioners of St Theresa’s, Woodbrook