Sublime | Brittany Hoffman

Motherhood is sublime in every sense of the word. While walking through campus I saw something so simple and lovely, the only way to describe it was sublime. A mother and her two little boys were walking and you could see the mother was in a hurry to be somewhere and the boys were slowing her down. The boys were playing with each other as little boys do and trying to keep up with their mother at the same time, when the younger of the two boys tripped and fell flat on his face. The fall looked brutal, but to my surprise, the little boy did not cry. He barely even made a sound. The mother, in a hurry, immediately responded but in a way I had never seen before. She turned around and her whole look changed. Instead of being late for something very important, she was in mother mode. She helped the little boy to his feet and brushed him off and kissed his forehead and they were on their way. This simple display warmed me because I knew this little boy knew that he was loved and I knew he wasn’t begging for attention because he had gotten a fair amount. I could also see this little boy’s future- an independent young man able to deal with his own problems and not afraid to take on the world because someone would always be there to catch him if he fell.