Happy Mother's Day!!!

Well!  It has been awhile!  Believe me it is not because I have nothing to write about.  It is more like, I have not been able to find five free minutes this past month!  Somehow the weeks before Pascha (Easter) and the weeks after are insane!  Throw into the mix, a trip to babysit for Mommy, a wedding, a visit to the Surprise, and I have no weekends left!  I have often told people that if you see me sitting still, check my pulse, because I am sure that it means I am dead!

Also, throw into the mix that the older I get, simple tasks like WALKING! seem to be increasingly difficult!  Yes, I fell again.  I swear this time was not my fault.  I was simply walking to the barn to get my tractor and the loose stone in the driveway had it in for me.  It attacked with all the ferocity it could muster.  Honestly, I did not believe that my feet could still go that high above my head!  I also didn't believe that I could fly!  Flying, however is easy.  Landing . . . not so much!  No fractures, maybe a torn ligament, definitely a lot of bruises.  In fact, you can see each bruise from each individual stone that I hit!  It slows you down, but don't check my pulse yet.  I am still moving.

With this Sunday being Mother's Day, I really felt that I needed to get back on the blog and post something!  I am a mother you know!  To all the mothers out there, what you do for your family does not go unnoticed.  It may seem like it sometimes.  And just when you think you cannot pick up one more toy, cook one more meal, do one more load of laundry, clean up one more spill, wipe one more behind, wash one more dish, one of your brood half wakes up (this recent one happened to be from my grandson, Stitch) and in a sleepy voice says "I love you Nina!" and then falls back to sleep.  Your heart melts.

Or after years of doing all of the above, you are somewhere with your adult son, and he puts his arm around you and says, I love you mom, can I have a few dollars?  Your heart doesn't melt quite as much, but there is love in that sentence.  Or your daughter looks at you ten years after being a teenager and says "Have I told you how sorry I am for what I did when I was younger?" 

Keep at it.  It is all worth it in the long run.  While you have many moments that are tough to get through, the rewards build up.  To all moms, HAVE THE HAPPIEST OF MOTHER'S DAYS!  Always remember, you are loved!!!!!  God Bless You!