I want to write something deep and profound about motherhood, but the words never come to me when I want them to, so instead I’ll just say, it was a good day. I woke up to a clean kitchen and a cute card on the table.

We went out to brunch (organized and paid for by the kids and Alan), then the boys went home and cleaned my car while E and I got mani/pedis.

We watched a movie (that I napped through) then the L&A got pizza and we watched silly TV for awhile. It was a very wonderful day.

Each phase of life is unique and this one is no different. I now have three kids who are all legal adults with licenses and jobs. They make plans, they pay for things, and they still love me and show up for brunch. <3

The one important thing I failed to do is call my own mother. So sorry, momma! I love you forever and am only the mom I am because of the mom you are! You modeled the way for me. Modeled kindness and acceptance and grace. Modeled handling the calm and the chaos. Modeled it all and for that I will be forever grateful.

Happy Mother’s Day!