My letter of love + gratitude

Valentine’s Day was a special one in the Cain household. Though, let’s be honest, every holiday was pretty special in my family home. My mom always made her own decorations, and that was before the birth of Pinterest.

For the big “love day” she would spend time cutting out hearts from pink and red construction paper, adorning them with sweet words. Some would simply say “Love”, others “I Love You” or “Be Mine”. She would then punch holes in them, tie yarn to each heart and hang them from the ceiling above our kitchen table.

Every Valentine’s Day eve, I would be so excited to see those hearts above the table as we ate breakfast. I’d walk down the hall and squeal the next morning. I’d sit underneath them next to my mother and eat some of the special breakfast she’d make me. My mom has always loved me so selflessly and with such fierceness.

Therefore, when I received my second mission of the 10-Day Skinny Dip Society Live by Design challenge on Valentine’s Day, I knew without a doubt how to accomplish it. The second day challenged participants to “send a letter with love + gratitude”. This kind of gratitude is more than listing out what we are “thankful for”. It involves acting on that thankfulness, showing our gratitude to the people around us. The email challenge explained that “we physiologically can’t experience fear, worry overwhelm….at the same time we experience gratitude”.

Wow! Just think about that for moment! I don’t know about ya’ll, but I sure experience fear and overwhelm on a daily basis. I wonder what life would be like if we lived in a state of gratitude instead of fear?

This leads me back to my mother. Who better than to receive the gift of honor than my mother (or mothers in general, for that matter)?

I decided to take some time out of the day and sit and ponder the gratitude I have for my mother. She has sacrificed so much for me and my sister. She loves us beyond rationality sometimes and would literally do anything for us. I try to imitate that kind of love to the people around me, and it’s nearly impossible. She’s an incredible woman, and I wanted her to know that.

I extracted a blank card from my stash of stationary, and hand-wrote my mother a special little note about my Valentine’s Day memories, about my deep-seeded gratitude for everything she’s done for me and for her example of love. I know words can never truly express my gratitude for everything she’s done, but I sure can try.

After filling up an entire card, I sealed the envelope and sent it on its way through the United States Postal Service. I hope it makes her smile, and I hope she can feel my gratitude.

So here’s to you, “Mommy Tina”! You are a rock, a beauty on the inside and out. You speak truth when it’s difficult and stand up for justice. Your soul is strong and you love so deeply. Your laugh fills a room and your smile lights it. No one is like you, but the world needs more of you. I am thankful for the many prayers, the pearls of wisdom and the example of love you’ve shown me throughout this crazy journey of 31 years that we’ve known each other. Now that I’m an adult, I love being your friend and miss you tremendously. You may not own it, but you are a brave woman and a role model! I love you.

Meghan Cain-Davis
About me

Hello friends! I’m Meghan, a lady on the petite side of life, but I’ve never let that stop me. Some call me spunky others call me sassy; but I always try to round that out with some sugar. A tried-and-true realist, I want this blog to honestly capture my attempt at living life to the fullest.


Reply February 15, 2017

That was awesome. You girls are very lucky to have such a wonderful lady to call mom. We are very lucky to work with her. Our office and the families she encounters are better because of her.

Reply February 16, 2017

Oh Meghan. What a beautiful gift to your wonderful mom. You can only imagine how this gift exceeds anything you could give in the material realm.

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