This year I've totally slacked for Mothers' Day... Last year I posted a little something as a kind of cautionary tale and unsolicited advice.
But this year, I just want to say thanks. Even though "thanks" doesn't do it.
Thanks or thank you or ohmigosh thank you so so so much still doesn't do it.
There really aren't words to share the deep deep appreciation I have for the moms and grandmas who have taught me so very much.
They've made me feel loved and valued and like I can do anything I set my mind to.
And that's a gift I hope to share with my children.
Recently, I've noticed something else. As a child, it was the little things my mom did that really stuck with me and my sister. Things we adamantly declare are a "tradition" but, at the time, were just the things my mom did to keep us busy or the things she needed to do so she could keep our household moving.
Things like eating cookies on Christmas morning instead of breakfast were just a way to keep us out of the kitchen so she could get dinner goes and we could get to wrapper ripping pronto. But now, we think of it as a tradition. (And as the coolest breakfast of the year!)
The same thing happened with Robin's Pizza. Just a quick dinner that was ready in time to get us kids to soccer and dance practice -- now something I make for my family. I think Robin was surprised I even remembered it, let alone thought of it as such a great idea.
There's a quote that says to enjoy the little things in life, because some day, you'll look back and realize that they were the big things.
Truer words were never spoken.
Happy mothers' day everyone. Remember to enjoy the little things.