Mothers Day

There are not enough words to express what Mothers Day means for many  people.  I think of my mother.  I have been watching her closely for as long as I can remember.  Watching her every move and facial expression.  I dont think moms realize how closely we watch them. I remember seeing her happy for me, angry at me and the worst of all dissapointed in me.  I always watched how hard she worked and how she never complained.  My mother is in a nursing home now and I miss her more than ever.  She used to love to hear my silly stories about my day or some trouble a friend was  having.  We laughed a lot.  Our favorite passtime was shopping.  We could shop til the cows came home. 

We used to talk about all the things we were going to do and guess what?  Time ran out!!!  We did travel quite a bit and go to shows, exhibitions, lectures and fairs.  Funny, I can still think of a thousand things we promised to do and did not.  I found out two years ago she always wanted to go to New Orleans.  I did not know that.  I wish I did.  The moral of this story is to look at your mom, really look at her and ask what is in her heart of hearts.   If I could do it over again I would have traveled with my mom on at least two over the top trips.  One would be you-know-where and the other place we would pick together.  It would be some place that would take us out of our comfort zones for sure.  Remember to stay in the moment with mom and enjoy every moment.

I love you mom and thanks so much for everything.