Used to be Mother's Day was all about me.
From the time I woke up till the time I turned in that evening, I was reminded it was my day and I was supposed to relax and take it easy. I was showered with big hugs and wet kisses all day long.
Time changes everything. (Photo at left is Momo--some 30 years ago.)
I'm no longer married to the girls' father. No one in this state calls me "Mama."
I have a stepson, but it has been brought to my attention several times that "he already has a mother." Enough said.
I miss my girls.
It's been 5 months since I've seen them--hugged them. They're all grown and have their own lives and I'm aching for the little girls I had a hundred years ago.