Today’s challenge is all about something I miss. It’s 11:09 PM. I’m just sitting down to write this.
It’s also Mother’s Day. Painful. A reminder to me and my adopted kids of something lost and broken. The day was tragic. Yet, at the same time I can honestly and whole heartedly say that it was the best Mother’s Day ever. That makes me feel joyous and sad at the same time. I won’t go into the details of it because I’ve already told my 2 best friends and it’s not worth talking about.
I always thought I missed the idea of having a mom. Today I realized that I don’t miss that. I miss the ideal of being totally honored as a mom. It never happened before, but this year my kids tried. Really hard. Well, all except one. But again. I don’t want to talk about that with you.
This year Mother’s Day was better. Dusty made me perfect fried eggs by watching how I do them, she said: “and it actually worked”. You think so? 3 of my kids hugged me today and one of them was Dusty. She hated me last year. Things are definitely looking up.
Other bloggers write about what they miss here: Story of My Life.