Along with a lovely top, the above is an award I received from my daughter in a beautiful card filled with a list of how I have inspired her to become the woman she is today. I am lucky, blessed and beyond grateful. ❤
The flip side, 2:30 am, Friday night, Saturday morning insomnia struck again.
Sitting in my kitchen, Mr Coffee gurgling my morning brew, little Abby lying at my feet, as I scribble in my journal. What is it they say about people with terrible penmanship? Their minds think faster than their hand can write? Perhaps, it is a sign of intelligence?
My daughter is extremely bright and she has flowing calligraphy handwriting. My father’s, perfect little letters, were like newspaper print. Alas, my son and I have the doctor’s signature scrawl. Perhaps we missed our calling.
My son, God, how I miss him. A memory popped up on Facebook yesterday, something he shared a few years ago. It’s a veterans post that pokes at the giant hole in my heart.
These hit the hardest, yet somehow help me find comfort, since he returned from war, he has not been a part of my life. His choosing not mine.
“8. He may believe that he’s the only one who feels this way; eventually he may realize that at least other combat vets understand. On some level, he doesn’t want you to understand, because that would mean you had shared his most horrible experience, and he wants someone to remain innocent.
9. He doesn’t understand that you have a mama bear inside of you,that probably any of us could kill in defense of someone if we needed to. Imagine your reaction if someone pointed a weapon at your child. Would it change your reaction if a child pointed a weapon at your child?
10. When you don’t understand, he needs you to give him the benefit of the doubt. He needs you also to realize that his issues really aren’t about you, although you may step in them sometimes. Truly, the last thing he wants is for you to become a casualty of his war.”
This will be the 7th Mother’s Day I have not heard from him. I did get my first Christmas card December 2016. My heart felt the dawning of a new day. ❤
For seven years, I continue to watch out the picture window waiting for him to pull into the driveway. Why?
That’s an easy question to answer:
“A mother’s love is forever. A mom never ever gives up!”
Happy Mother’s Day to all!!
I hope you have a glorious day!
Kind Regards and feeling grateful
for all the universe provides – K
…and then that special text pops up on your phone! ❤️🌷❤️