Dana Herman, Ph.D., a Managing Editor & Academic Associate of The Jacob Rader Marcus Center of the American Jewish Archives in Cincinnati, Ohio, reached out to a few of her colleagues and shares the following:
These three lessons were gleaned from a number of mothers at the AJA.
It’s better to have a mother who laughs too hard then to have one who doesn’t laugh at all.
You can attract more bees with honey than you can with vinegar.
I’m a great believer in luck—the harder I work, the more I have of it.
Deena K. Fuchs, Yehuda, Yaakov, Devora and Tamara’s mom, and Director of Strategic Partnerships, at The AVI CHAI Foundation (In honor of moms Leah Kaye and Paula Fuchs and grandmom Helen Kaye) writes:
This is actually my 10th mother’s day as a mom and I think it is fair to say that I have learned more from my children – about myself and the world – than I ever could have imagined. Here are just a few of the many lessons learned:
Yehuda (age 10) is my oldest son by 3 minutes. The day before the first day of first grade, I received his class list in the mail. His He and his best friends were separated. I knew how much he wanted to be with him. That night, as we cuddled before bedtime, I softly broke the news to him. I felt for him and I remember feeling the sting of my own held-back tears. He looked at me; I could see the hurt. And he said, “Don’t worry, Mommy. Sometimes things just don’t turn out the way we want. But, I will be OK.” Lesson learned.
#2 – Perseverance
Yaakov (age 10) is my second son. When he was eight, he dreamed of being a major league baseball player. We realized though that he will more likely manage the team! Nevertheless, he was set on playing in the local hard ball league and was determined to be a star player. He was not there yet. Any free minute he had, rain or shine, he was outside throwing and catching and hitting. He built up a great arm, could catch anything thrown his way and held more than his own when up at bat. He was determined and he worked hard. He got there. Lesson learned.
#3 – Empathy
Devora (age 9) is my third child and eldest daughter. She is quiet and reflective. She intuits everything. She understands me and my motivations at times better than I do myself. She asks deep questions so she can understand people. Most recently, she was reprimanded for speaking during a test. When she explained the situation to me, she said, “mommy, Rebecca asked me if I was angry with her. How could I not tell her I wasn’t? She would think that I was and she would feel terrible. That would not be right.” Instead she took the reprimand. Lesson learned.
#4 – Love Being Alive
Tamara (age 5) is my baby. She really doesn’t like when I say that! But she is. And, she is the most vivacious child you have ever seen. I love when I tell her to go play by herself; I get to watch her use an imagination that is unparalleled. She turns conversations into songs and she dances as she walks. She is always smiling because she sees happiness everywhere. She has fun being alive. Lesson learned.
The real task at hand was to share some lessons that I would like to impart to my children. So, if I could impart one important lesson to them, it would be:
“In your own unique way, you have so much to give, teach and share with others. Be true to yourself so that the rest of us can continue to learn from you.”