Today is Mother’s Day and I must admit to feeling awkward and disjointed at the thought of being celebrated, rather than being the one celebrating.
I never really saw myself having children – a child to call my own, to nurture and protect and raise into an independent member of society. I was comfortable with the idea of a family of three – husband, wife, dog.
Of course, something changed.
You are here now and even though the words are often said by many other Mother’s and many more to come … I simply cannot imagine my life without you in it. You have made the sum so much bigger and brighter than it’s parts and for that I will forever be grateful.
And so while the weather is not cooperating for us today (snow?) and while I am weighed down with exhaustion and fatigue, I look to you and smile to know that you have and will continue to make things better. You are my tomorrow – my brighter day, my hope and promise of so many inspiring moments to come.
I will be the one celebrating, not being celebrated – despite what this day calls for.
You are worth such joy.