After Mother’s Day
Yesterday I was able to spend time with all three of my children together. We celebrated Mother’s Day at my sister-in-law’s house (the aunt) with my mother-in-law (the grandma) and of course my husband (the dad) and brother-in-law (the uncle).
We had a cookout, each of my kids gave me a card, and we took pictures together that my children even tagged me in on social media by their own accord. For me, it was a perfect day.
I know lots of moms who need more. They feel overlooked if they don’t get flowers and presents and pampering. That’s not necessarily bad, it’s just not me. I struggle with excess attention (seems weird since I have my own website). I don’t like being the center of attention. I’m not particularly shy, and I can lead and be in front of people, I just don’t like being “made over”. Acknowledge me, give me a hug, a card (presents not necessary except at Christmas), and love me throughout the year. That’s the best for me.
Please don’t misunderstand, I’m not one of those people who dislike “Hallmark Holidays”. I do not boycott any of them. I don’t want them to be ignored. I simply do not want a big fuss. I was trying to figure out why, and then I remembered that my mother was the same way. She appreciated being remembered, liked being acknowledged, enjoyed gifts, and was always ready to receive a hug. But she didn’t like a big fuss made, and it occurs to me that I’m more like my mom than I realized.
I miss you Mom, thanks for the reminder that even though you are gone, I am still your daughter.
That was sweet. As my wife would say, it’s the little things that matter.