Mother's Day

This Sunday is Mother's day.

Mother's Day and my kids are in quarantine as I am, and we are NOT together.

I never really cared if I was going to have kids or not.  If I did that was fine, if I was someone's step mom, I was fine with that too.  Or if no kids were in my future, I was okay with too.  I mean I never thought "OH MY GOD, I HAVE TO HAVE KIDS!"

But I had Glen, and fell in love with that tiny person the minute I saw him.  He was my best friend until puberty hit.

Then came Rachel.  I would take a bullet for her, but she is sooooo her own person.  To be honest, I would NOT want her any other way.

I miss them.

But I am lucky, they are healthy, alive, and I got to talk to Rachel on the phone.  Well as much as you can talk to the kid with echolalia issues.  But it was wonderful to hear her laugh!

Scott, Glen's aide sent me a picture of Glen Friday.  And that kind of helped too.

Bill and I are so lucky when you think of it.  How many Mother's day did my grandmother endure after my uncle died?  She was 54 when he past.  She lived until she was 76.  So that was 22 Mother's Days without her only son.

It should happen to NO one.

So instead of feeling sorry for myself, I will enjoy the sound of my daughter's laugh, the computer my husband gave me, and look forward to the next holiday we can spend together.  Hopefully there will be more together than apart.

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