On this Mother's Day, a big hurrah to all mothers. Twenty seven years ago I celebrated my first Mother's Day. I was pregnant with my daughter, Lindsey. We sat on my parents front porch, sipped on lemonade, laughed at my already huge belly and I opened presents. I received my first real maternity jumper in denim... a very fashionable tent, that I loved and wore proudly. (As the months progressed, I needed a tent.) My parents were elated and couldn't wait for this baby.
Since then I have been fortunate to have four more children and celebrated many Mother's Days. Some were good, some were not. Sometimes, I felt forgotten, taken advantage of and just plain depressed that my family didn't shout to the sky to celebrate my hard work. Other times, I felt pressured in to going out to eat at a "chain" restaurant, that I hated. Many years, I was even asked what I wanted to do for Mother's Day and my honest response was taken seriously,,,"just nothing."
Today, was a perfect Mother's Day. I woke up to a ray of sunshine streaming in the bedroom window. My 22 year old son was spending day two on a much needed roof and shingle job over our kitchen. Yesterday was tear off...today he even came back...to put the shingles on. I went out into the yard early,,,said a good morning to my son, greeted every flower with a smile and began digging in the dirt. Throughout the day, I shot a glance at my son...and was proud. He did an amazing job, and worked his fanny off. I couldn't remember having him around all day, all weekend for a long time.
My daughter called and wanted to know the plans for the day...I said...I am working in the yard...come on over..she did with a bag of my favorite goodies and we all just relaxed outside. No pressure, not having to go somewhere, prepare something, rush, rush, rush. Just some conversation.
I had called her earlier at work and expressed a little dismay that so far only two kiss mee over the garden gate flowers had reseeded....then while digging...to my surprise I discoverd two larged patches of them sprouting through the grass!!! And even some Sweet Annie! Well,,,that is a photo op...so I ran to the house and grabbed the camera.
The day went on...I planted and planted, new seeds that will grow new surprises...
The yellow glow from my daugther's gift, a candle - frangrance "Happiness", welcomes me inside as we settle in and prepare the upcoming week.
Happy Mother's Day.
say a few more words...the bride made her own wedding cakes...darling and delicious. Is that crazy? Almost as crazy as a florist, designing her daughter's florals.
