Happy Mother's Day to all of the mothers out there! It is a selfless job and it is a very humbling job. It is one of my favorite things. My son came up from Wisconsin this weekend to spend the weekend with me, brought his girlfriend up. We went up to Big Bay, the 5 of us, had a great day, see the previous post for that day :-)
One of the hardest things I go through on a daily basis is not my arthritis pain. I have come to deal with chronic pain as a part of life, as millions of others do, so it isn't that. I miss my kids. My daughter will be 21 in 1 week and I won't be able to celebrate with her, as she lives in another state. She is also married and starting a life of her own. Very proud of her. My son, he is 17. He will be 18 in december. He has 1 more year of high school, so I didn't argue about him staying with his dad. It was my choice to move this far away. Knowing that seeing him would be harder and harder. I miss him every day. It was wonderful seeing him all weekend. He brought me a great mothers day gift that he bought with his own hard earned money. It's a metal flat sculpture of a tree with the word mother on it. I can't wait to hang it in the new house!!
I miss my kids, I miss my mom. It's hard when family lives in all different states. Those who have kids or who see them every day, may not understand how hard missing them every day is. I am very proud of the young man and young women my children have become. So very proud of them. It's also nice to be a part of others kids lives. Tonys son Asa lives with us and he calls me his Yooper mom. He sent me a mushy note today, not the first. He makes me cry telling me what a difference I have made in his life and how happy he is that I am here. Makes my heart all warm and fuzzy. And he is the only one allowed to call me yooper.
I can't wait to move into our home. Who would have thought. A high school summer fling, two kids who thought they had something and then lost it, 24 years later, we are buying our very first house together. I can't think of anyone in the world I would rather take this adventure with. He may not tell me how he feels all of the time, but I know. I feel it.
Sorry for getting mushy. Just one of those days. Tell your mother you love her. Tell your kids. Tell your loved one. Everyone needs to hear it once in a while, young and old.
Happy Mothers Day xoxoxox
This is my life. My perspective on all things yooper. My opinions. My experiences. Because this, this beautiful, cold, snowy, mosquito infested little piece of heaven up here is where I will be the rest of my life, Lord help me. I will never BE a Yooper. I will leave that to the professionals. But I am madly in love with one, so I have to learn to live in their territory. Some days are breathtaking and some days those breaths are full of swear words...if you get offended, go back South.
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