May 15th, 2023

Roses and Hydrandeas!  A perfect combination.  (Much like Tim and I) Awwwww.

Whether you were on the giving or receiving end of it, how was your Mother's Day?  Mine was absolutely lovely.  It started with these gorgeous flowers and two cards (it's always two cards in this house, one funny one and one sweet one) and then donuts for Breakfast!  Yay donuts!

I got some wonderful texts and emails and phone calls and taken out for the dinner of my choice.  Which ended up being take out from  Crisp and Green - a local place that I adore.  Sometimes I like eating in a restaurant but other times, I just want to relax in front of the TV dressed all comfy and sloppy and enjoy our meal that way.  Yesterday was that day.  

Even thought it really was kind of hot out, we even went for a short hike in a local preserve - again my choice entirely - and I took some photos while Tim and the various birds had conversations.  He is amazingly good at duplicating their various songs so the exchanges go on for a long time. I have no idea what is being said, but it sounds so pretty.

The flowers Tim gave me are just  gorgeous, I'm guessing hot house grown since they are so very perfect.  Maybe that kind of kick started me having flowers on the brain yesterday because on our hike,  almost every photo I took was of wildflowers so I had even more flowers to love.  Of course the preserve posies are less than perfect, but sometimes that is part of what makes them special.

Sort of like mom's.  We are not perfect either.  But maybe it's that lack of perfection that makes us special.  We are human and therefore flawed.  Some days I am a little more flawed than other days.  Does that make me more human?  When I think back on those wonderful days when the kids were little, most  of my memories are just the best things ever.  I really really really loved raising my boys.  

But of course, I do have regrets.  Things I wish I had not said, or perhaps a tone I wish I had not used.  Sometimes the regret is what I didn't do and probably should have.  Or a situation I probably could have, and should have, handled better.  But there is no time machine where I can go back and change any of it.  So I try to focus mostly on the good stuff.  The laughter, the hugs, the silliness and those moments of unbearable sweetness that still make me emotional just thinking about.

I'm sure my mother felt much the same way.  Perhaps all Mother's do. Being a mom is the longest, hardest and BEST job I've ever had.  Thank you to everyone who helped to celebrate me!

Here are some of the pretty wildflowers I captured on our Mother's Day hike:

And a couple of other shots:

Hope your Mother's Day, again regardless of whether you were the recipient the giver or both, was absolutely perfect!