Tuesday, May 14, 2013
bitter sweet mothers day yesterday. My sweet husband cleaned the kitchen and cooked dinner. My second oldest bought me a dozen roses, another son gave me a box of my favorite cookies, my youngest boy made me “breakfast in bed” and rubbed my feet as I ate it, that was all wonderful. But, it was the first mother's day in 18 years that I didn't have a child in the choir at church singing mother's day songs, and I saw the other moms get little things their kids made in Primary and my kids are all too old for that now too. I have been looking forward for months to talking to my missionary son, and I guess we talked for an hour but, it seemed like 5 minutes, Just like all the really good things in life it was over far too soon. As we said good bye and hung up I realized that it probably will be another 4 years of mothers days skyping missionary sons before my entire family is together again on mother's day. That's six years in a row. bitter and sweet. Don't get me wrong I am very happy about my boys going on missions but, gosh I sure do miss them. I guess that's all part of being a mom. You love the little buggers so much just the way they are and you want them to stay that way forever but, it would break your heart if they never grew up and reached their full potential. I guess that's why mom's cry when their children reach milestones they are proud and happy but at the same time their heart is breaking as they are saying goodbye to the child that they love so much as he grows into a man, and they know he will never be the same again.
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