As another Mothers Day came and went I reflect. Today was not very different from any other Sunday. I got cards, I looooove cards. I still did dishes, cooked dinner, make lunches for work tomorrow. My son still argued with me and my head still hurts.
Did I ever make my mom feel special? Did I take her breakfast in bed, offer to clean. Although I will readily admit that those things should be done more than one day a year, I can't recall. I can't remember if I tried to make life easier. Having a teenager now I can only speculate on how she made it through five of them, having three at a time too!
I love you mom. I miss you mom. I hope I did it right, at least one day a year. I hope, while you lived, while you sacrificed your life for mine, that I made you feel special, made it a little easier. Rest easy, I will see you soon. <3
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