On Friday I had flowers delivered to my house and the delivery lady quickly exclaimed “Happy Mother’s Day!” as she handed over the bouquet. Well, either she had the wrong apartment or she just made an assumption because of the date and the fact that the other 5,385,976 deliveries she had that day were for mothers. Turns out it was the later. The flowers were for me, but definitely not because I was a mother. But it was at that exact moment that I realized I had let the holiday escape my consciousness over the last few days because of everything my mind has been consumed with, and I had not sent a single thing my Mom’s way. A terrible daughter…I know.
I figured the least I could do for now is offer up a public statement of my love and appreciation for the wonderful mother she is and has always been. It has been only recently when I began to understand the true sacrifices she made for us, the struggles of a single mother trying to raise two healthy and happy children on her own. I just hope to be a true testament to the job she did.
Mom, I am blessed and grateful to have a mother like you. And who knows, perhaps I’ll send some flowers next week when the prices go down…we really should celebrate Mom’s on more than one day anyway. :) LOVE YOU MOM!