It turned out to be a good Mother's Day after all.
It didn't really start out very well. I woke up and immediately realized that this was my first Mother's Day without my mom. Felt very blue.
But my guy got up earlier than usual and made me a nice breakfast. And then I managed to get some chores done and I made a homemade cake. (The kitchen is where I feel Mom's presence the most.) Later in the day, I brought Dad and Sis a couple of pieces of cake and visited for a while. I made a nice dinner when I got back.
Then, finally, my son called. I didn't hear from him until almost 8:00 pm, so I spent the whole day fretting about that. After he called, I felt overwhelmingly tired. (Just goes to show you how exhausting your emotions can make you.) I was in bed EARLY. But when I went to bed I did so feeling like everything was a-ok.
(There's a line in a song I love that came to mind: "For when things are really great, it just means everything's in its place."