Sunday, May 14, 2006

...Mother's day

Today was my first mother's day without mom.

It goes without saying that it was difficult. In some ways, the days leading up to today were more difficult than today itself..
I kept thinking of what I was going to buy for her mother's day gift..

I read back to last year's mother's day. It was a good day for mom...
http://jsdaughter.blogspot.com/2005/05/happy-mothers-day.html#comments

As I visited with my children today, I realized how blessed I am. I have so many wonderful days to look forward to, and so many precious memories to cherish...

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

It's sad to me that as the years go by I stop paying attention to Mothers Day. It's just easier that way.

This year my dad called me to see how I was doing and when I said "I try not to remember when Mothers Day is" he said simply "well I will never forget for you." I think I'm really glad for that...

Hugs to you, this is never an easy time of year for those without moms to turn to easily.

7:18 PM, May 16, 2006  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hugs to you for walking through it.

Sometimes all we can do is put one foot in front of the other and fake it till it (hopefully, one day) feels better.

Hang in there.

1:33 AM, May 17, 2006  
Blogger Laurie said...

Happy Mother's Day (a little late).

2:32 PM, May 20, 2006  

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