As many of you are aware, this coming Sunday is Mother’s Day. I firmly believe it’s a day to honor the women in our lives. The mothers, grandmothers and other women who do so much for us men and our children.
I went by the floral shop the other day and made arrangements for flowers to be sent to the house early Saturday morning.
As I write this, I have yet to pick out a Mother’s Day card for Pat but will very soon. I will also choose one to send to our daughter Meghan from us. This is Meghan’s seventh Mother’s Day since she became a mother in August of 2018 when she gave birth to hers and husband Terry’s son Liam.
This Sunday will be the second for my wife Pat to celebrate a Mother’s Day without her mother who passed away in October 2023. I know that’s still going to be a little sad for her.
As I think about Mother’s Day, it takes me back to a conversation I had with my mother several years before she passed away in 2013. It was about her mother and what all her mother had to do in raising eight children.
Mother and several of her siblings experienced the hardest years of the Great Depression. As I recall that conversation, it makes me even more grateful for her.
It also makes me truly respect what she did for me and my siblings.
Through nearly 47 years of marriage with my wife, it helps me understand how wonderful a woman she really is and how grateful for all she’s done and still does for our family.
Choosing a Mother’s Day gift for my wife is usually difficult.
I usually fret over it. However, when I was in selecting a birthday card for her last week, I picked out one out for her.
I spotted a gift I’ve been looking to get her, so I grabbed it.
I would offer to take her out to breakfast Sunday morning. But I did that last Sunday since took I her out for her birthday which was the previous day.
She doesn’t want to have to hurry around on “her” day.
It’s best to let Pat do what she would like on “her” day. I think for supper we are going to Meghan’s house because Terry wants to cook something special.
Last year I grilled steaks, Pat of course put together the rest of the meal.
It was a privilege to be the chef. I enjoy doing that anytime, especially on occasions like Mother’s Day.
We enjoyed a nice supper. Then, later we enjoyed a little dessert.
At the end of the day, especially this year, I just want Pat to be able to say she enjoyed her Mother’s Day. That makes it all worthwhile knowing she was pleased with “her” day.