Blessed

Mother's Day is always a hard and bittersweet weekend. Big feelings for my kids who are reminded yet again that they are 'different.' Yes I am their mom. Yes they love me. But they have another mom too that I know they bring to mind especially on this day set aside for mothers. They wonder where she is, how she's doing, even who she is and what she likes. They feel torn in loyalty, though they shouldn't. They are afraid of upsetting me, though they don't need to worry.  

And I think of these moms as well. Of the sacrifice, the loss, the grief they most likely feel. I know this can't be an easy day for them either. So much loss. So much heartache. All for a holiday that should be a celebration. An occasion to be happy and joyful, yet for so many these expectations fall short.

So this year I'm working on my focus. Trying to refocus on that celebration. On the ones that made me a mom. On the friends who support me and make me a better mom.  And I'll guide my kids and their hard feelings through the mix of it all.

Happy Mother's Day to you, whatever your circumstance, no matter your situation.