“But there's a story behind everything. How a picture got on a wall. How a scar got on your face. Sometimes the stories are simple, and sometimes they are hard and heartbreaking. But behind all your stories is always your mother's story, because hers is where yours begin.”
I know I have a lot to be grateful for on Mother's Day, my two beautiful daughters, but there is something missing. MY mom. 1998 is the last year I was able to spend mothers day with her. She passed away in March of the following year. I LOVE spending the day with my girls, but I selfishly wish my mom were here with us. I often have a hard time with Mother's Day, but for some reason this year was different. I felt at peace all day. I really enjoyed the day with my girls. They brought me breakfast in bed, and Rylee made me this cute little book at school. It was like a diary about me. SUPER cute. I was tickled at the answers she gave. Sweet girl. After breakfast, Rylee and I ran some errands, and went to lunch at Panera. It was a great day. Hope ALL of you mommies enjoyed your day as well.
Happy Mother's Day to all the moms I know. The ones up rocking babies, and the ones wishing they could. To moms of kids in the next room, and kids laid to rest down the road. To moms who parented a child, even for a while, and had to say good-bye and moms who never had to let go. The pure, special love of a woman for her child is unmatched, no matter how that love came to be.