One year later, I take a look back.
Mother’s Day has always been something of a disappointment to me. Never able to live up to it’s Hallmark image. My husband and children never able to really do enough to mark it special. I, never able to do enough to mark it special for my mother, mother in law, sister, grandmothers. All of this, measured by my own dissatisfied harsh internal judgment and measuring stick. I have listened to friends lament how it fell short for them. Their husbands or parents or children not able or willing to do what it takes to really honor the sacrifice and work it takes to be a mother. Or the opposite. I have listened to other mothers brag about how perfectly their families celebrated them, and felt pretty depressed about how my own marked the day.
I think I finally ‘GET’ Mother’s Day. Sad that it took facing illness and…
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