Mother's Day

Mother's Day. What to say about it?

I  could talk about how:
I had a wonderful morning with my husband. He even got me a gift which I had no expectations for gifts or anything. He can be so sweet. It was a fun little book with mothering advice from the fifties! I love clever books and I love that Trevor bought me a book in spite of his own feeling toward books! (He's kind of anti buying books since they're free at libraries.)

Or I  could talk about how:
How I could feel jealously creeping up inside me (despite my own insights I'd had on jealousy a few weeks ago) as I was surrounded by mothers, many of which were holding their own little babies. All of which knew nothing about my own role as a mother. I missed my own son so terribly and longed to have him there with me.

Or I could talk about how:
My kind family invited us over for a mother's day dinner. It was a blessing to both be with them and to be fed since our own kitchen is still not unpacked.

Or I could talk about how:
I experienced another terribly awkward moment at the end of Relief Society when we were having small group discussions and someone asked if I had any kids and I fumbled more than ever to know how to answer the question. Trevor usually just responds by telling people we're expecting and I suppose that's would work, but I want people to know about Luke. I want people to know I do have a child. I want them to know this very real and important part of my life. I just haven't found a way to talk about it or rather announce it in a group setting.  

Or I could talk about how:
I am so blessed to have a wonderful mother who is also my friend. One who has given so much of her time and energy to support me in whatever I want to do in life. One who has been an example of faith and commitment to keeping the commandments of God. One who has done so much for me because she is a mother and she is my mother and loves me with a mother's love.

Or I could talk about how:

Loving friends and family members were so thoughtful and sent me nice texts or messages letting me know that they were thinking about me and Luke. How thoughtful they each were. What examples of Christlike love and kindness that I can learn from. 

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I am grateful to be a mother. I am grateful for a mother who loves me. And I am grateful for all of the kindness I received from others on Mother's Day.