May 13, 2008

Mother's Day

I didn’t even realize it was Mother’s Day until I got a text from someone telling me how lucky my dog is to have a mommy like me. Kind of like how I need to be reminded it’s Black History Month, or President’s Day. 

You can’t miss something you never had… can you? Or maybe you can miss the idea of what you wish you had, what you see others have.

I don’t talk to most people about my mother. She doesn’t matter anymore. Not on the surface. On a subconscious kind of inner child way she does, but…

I wish myself a Happy Mother’s Day. I think I did a beautiful job with myself. For all my imperfections… I wound up fascinatingly full of faith in love, in happy endings, and in myself.

Thank you, Me. I made myself breakfast in bed.

XOXO