Mother's Day Ramble
So yesterday was Mother’s Day, but around here it was just another day. My kids made me some crafts beforehand, but with my husband being gone, I got no preferential treatment. I thought I would make myself an extra special breakfast. I made scrambled eggs and sausage thinking that the kids would praise my awesomeness in making something they love. Apparently, eggs are only good if they are made by anyone but me.
I wasn’t really expecting much, but I was kind of bummed. It wasn’t so much because I was left feeling unappreciated, although I did kinda feel that way. I was sad because I missed my own mother. I hardly ever get to spend Mother’s Day with her. It has been that way since my freshman year of college. That year I was at a youth conference. Other years, I was out of the country or at work. Now, I live 500 miles away. With the kids and my business, it is hard to schedule visits sometimes. Let’s face it, two kids and one tired mama does not always equal great traveling fun.
I got to talk to her on the phone. I miss her terribly. She is getting her present this week. While our relationship has not always been the best mother/daughter relationship in the world, she is my mother, my best friend, and I love her very much.
So my day was pretty uneventful, but oh well. That’s the way it goes sometimes. At least I got some hugs. Hugs are always good.