If anyone asks how my Mother’s Day was… I smile and say it was lovely.
Did I have all of my children AND their families gather around and eat delicious food and bestow gifts and treasures upon me? Which, by the way are no longer, dust collectors and novelty items—most of the time, my children give me gift- cards and consumables. Consumables in the way of candles, lotions, …gift cards. This year—none of that.
I received flowers and the very thing I thought I wanted—Peace and Quiet.
I insisted that my daughters NOT make a TO-DO for their momma. I understood that both of my sons had to work on Sunday, Mother’s Day. I saw them or spoke with them earlier in the week.
But Mother’s day came—and I’m telling you, for a moment, I had a change of heart! I missed my kids.
I missed my mom. I had found photos of her with her children, my brothers and myself.
I scrolled through Instagram—saw pictures of friends with their families.
For a brief moment—I thought how wonderful it would be to have them ALL here. I even felt a little selfish by not having them here.
But then I remembered – the berry picking with Honey. We have a gallon so far!
Buster tagging along and rolling around in the field of hay!
The phone call from my dad. He got an iphone.
The call to my aunt—Mom’s sister.
The text messages pouring in from my kids
…and a few from old friends, too!
The old photos I randomly text to my brothers and my children.
The surprise flower delivery, from the newly-weds, while we were away from the house picking berries.
…and the Peace and Quiet.
There was a time—long ago, when I thought I only wanted ONE child. I was adamant about it. I was married and had 2 step-daughters, one child was enough it would unite us and make our family whole.
God had other plans. He gave us a large family. Large at the time—not large by today’s standards. I thought I wanted one—He planned on more. You get us together with all the kids and all the grandkids… 19 grandkids plus parents! It’s turned out to be a large enough family.
Family that I see on a regular basis—often enough that it takes one day out of the year for me to miss them. One day of peace and quiet.
I remembered how my daughters asked what I would like for Mother’s day…and the quick response of Peace and Quiet…and my daughters made it happen.
That’s how I know I’m in the right family and why I Love this family—so if anyone asks how my Mother’s Day was… I smile and say it was lovely.
Because it was!
‘Til next time. Be blessed.
If you do good to those who do good to you, what credit is that to you? For even sinners do the same. – Luke 6:33