This morning was rough for me. I lost my Nanny, (my mom’s mom) years ago. I’ve always gotten both my mom and grandmother stuff for Mother’s Day. I was missing my gram a lot this morning. The one thing that really got me through the morning was that I have my own routine to prepare me for the week on Sundays. (I totally understand now why Sunday’s are sacred. )
Even with the temporary sadness, I love celebrating my mom on mother’s day with the rest of the country. It’s fun and it gives us something to look forward to. I have toned it down over the years but I’m still happy to bring her something that makes her smile.
I’m in much better sprits this evening. My plan for today was to do my normal routine, then change the living room around. I guess in my head I wanted to feel good in our home for my own mother’s day gift to myself. What’s great is my husband not only got me flowers, he even got to hang a huge piece of art that our oldest daughter made when she was young. I’ve wanted to hang it up for years. It really filled my whole heart when I saw he hung it for me.