I was my mother's firstborn. And as such, her favorite, as evidenced by this ecard I put on her FB wall this morning...beating her other favorite children to the punch by mere minutes no doubt.
For years, Jane and I, without knowing, would send my mother the same card. Always about being her favorite. It is a long standing joke and as a parent myself now, I understand how you truly DO have a favorite from time to time. Each kid will always believe it's THEM and as such, I am doing a perfectly stand-up job of messing with them.
There are many awesome Dad's out there (my kids have one of them) but let's face it, my side of the bed is where the kids stared me awake at two-in-the-morning whenever they had an "isssue."
I have been very blessed to have an awesome mom. Through thick and through thin, through adolescence and adulthood, we have weathered each other. It has certainly not always been a smooth ride, but it's been pretty A-OK nearly all of the time. The introduction to truth in therapy this year allowed me to realize that not all my issues were mom related. (gasp!) Some of them were of my own doing. (damn)
vv OH, she's laughed alright... vv
And so, on this Mother's Day, I wish anyone who has ever done the very best they could with the life manual they were handed when their kids were born, the best day they can have.
Cheers to us all.
Cheers to us all.
Music today - it could have been sappy but this has been running in my head since yesterday.
http://youtu.be/uFjxcUVUNlQ
http://youtu.be/uFjxcUVUNlQ
