Last Mother’s Day wasn’t spent in the typical way of previous years.
Usually, the hubby and kids attempt to make sure I don’t cook and that I certainly don’t do any dishes. We go to church and possibly attend lunch with the church family afterwards. Then, weather permitting, we celebrate the day in the great outdoors. If it happens to rain, we might go for a drive or make other special plans.
Not last Mother’s Day. Last Mother’s Day, I stayed home with Teen1 while Teen2 and Hubby went to church. I was caring for Teen1 as he was recovering from minor surgery just two days before.
As I sat with him on the couch watching WallE, I thought about what a typical Mother’s Day looks like. While the focus wasn’t on celebrating me that year, I was doing exactly what I was called to do. I was being a mom.
Watching him lie there, my thoughts drifted to other moms who weren’t having a typical Mother’s Day. Continue reading →