Mother’s Day… My Way.

I haven’t posted for a couple of days. The reason? I wanted those that I felt needed to ponder over my words be given the extra opportunity to do so. Not that I’m the brightest bear in the woods by no means, and I’m sure there are many out there that could’ve put into words what I had to say a lot more eloquently, but I felt a strong need to defend my country and did. Ask anyone that knows me, and they’ll tell you that I never ask or need anyone else to defend or speak for me, and never accept the offer when it’s given. This is my country, my people, I was offended, and so I handled it. Moving on.

Today is Mother’s Day and I am a daughter without a mother, and a mother without children. My own mother passed away 23 years ago this month, and my children today are scattered to the wind. My youngest just left to spend the day in the ‘big city’ with friends. My middle child, a daughter that lives in another city, had to work today and will be spending the evening celebrating with her own children. My oldest—though I have no doubt is thinking of me right now—is currently doing time in the penitentiary and is unable to be with me. Today is a reminder of what I had and lost. Of what my life was once like and is no longer. I’m not looking for sympathy. It just is what it is. I guess this is just my way of explaining why I have time today to post.

I don’t have a lot to say today. I guess just that if you have a mother—even if she wasn’t the kind of mother you would’ve wished for while growing up—spend time with her and appreciate her, because when she’s gone amazingly the things you’ll remember will be the good times, not bad. And you’ll have many regrets if you didn’t let her know how much you loved her and she meant to you. If you still have small children at home, appreciate every small milestone, because they grow up way too fast. If they are in their teens, encourage and support them, build their self-esteem so they won’t be weak enough to fall for peer-pressure, and for God’s sake keep them away from drugs. Truly this is the demise of our youth.

I sincerely hope all of you have a wonderful Mother’s Day. As for me, I’m going to crack open the first of many beers, and wait for the husband to come home and grill out for me. I guess everyone celebrates in their own way, and this is the best I can do given the circumstances. It wasn’t a total bust I guess. The old man did take me into the city yesterday, I spent hours at the thrift store (something I just love because I’m a thrift-whore), and we went out for a nice dinner. Any day is a good day when I can spend his money. Love and kisses to you all!