Happy Mother's Day to all of you out there!
So now that I've said it, with a smile on my face, and a big hug, let me turn around and let you see the sad in my eyes, and the smile droop a little. Because it's mother's day, and the women who had the biggest influence on me are all gone.
You know, I had three women that were my teachers growing up... my mother, my grandmother, and my sister. I knew that they all had my best interest at heart, that if I went to them with a question, that the answer was going to be what they genuinely thought was what I needed to know and that they loved me unconditionally. So this mother's day, I was a little blue.
Funny thing is, I didn't even know that I felt that way until I got to church, and we started our annual "mother's are great and my mom is better than your mom" stuff. You all know what I'm talking about. And then the melancholy hit. And then I just didn't want to be there anymore. I did not want to hear about it one more minute.
Now that isn't to say that the talks in our sacrament meeting weren't awesome, because they were! And Sunday School was truly inspiring! And Relief Society was beautiful! But in all, I was just a little like, enough already. Enough.
Putting my emotions out there today, in this blog, makes me feel miserly, like, okay, you're mom died, and we feel bad, but hey! My mom's still here and shouldn't I get to honor her? Shouldn't I be able to love her, and gush over her, and so on, and so forth? Yes, yes you should. I'm just grumpy.
And I guess that's just the way it's gonna have to be for today.