Wow... I went from selfish-it's-ALL-about-me-mother's-day-mode in 2008 [read here] to it's really NOT about me... but about my kids.
When the kids shared their cards + handmade gifts [they chose their words so carefully and colored each item just so] I not just teared... I cried.
BIG OL' TEARS of LOVE.
I couldn't even read aloud the card my husband gave me. His words were so appreciative and thoughtful.
Today I enjoyed my Mother's Day. I soaked in the love and the little things, was reminded of how in the past I've looked to my children + husband to deliver 'the-perfect' Mother's Day. Today unbeknownst to them, they were themselves + they delivered. I received.
side note [or yet an another entire blog post]
This morning I put on comfy sweats, cute but comfy. Then I changed. I changed into a dress... yes I own one- but you're right this is something new for me. I put on cute sandals. I debated how to wear my hair ;). My daughter walked in + asked me to wear my wig. We had played around with it last night while our friends were over. But I wasn't expecting her to ask me to wear my wig. She also added something innocent about the bald spots showing. #yikes
I felt panic. I'm not ready to wear the wig. Not ready to worry if it will fall off. Not ready for the 'trial run'. My husband saw this and told Annie that mom was going to wear a hat. She was okay with that. She said she just wanted to see how the wig went with my outfit. #gifigurelilfashionista But by this time I was resigned to move forward with the trial run. Then sighed [relief mostly] as I pulled off fake-betty and found my favorite summer hat. #decisionsdecisions
Annie came back into my room dressed in the closest thing possible to my dress. I loved it. I loved that she wanted to dress alike. #so80sLauraAshley We both donned our jean jackets over our white eyelet dresses, I in my summer hat + she with a flower daisy clip. #ilovehavingadaughter #ihopeshe'scancerfreeforerver