Mothers Day

Mother's Day used to be a very difficult day for me.  My mother was not a super-star role model.  Anyone who knows my story knows that's an understatement.  :-)  And so it was always a holiday I sort of dreaded, not because I felt bad for myself, but because I didn't like others feeling bad for me.  I've always hated being pitied.

Now, having been blessed with children of my own, Mother's Day is something I look forward to and love.  Jake was at work that morning and I really didn't expect the kids to know at all that it was Mothers Day, but sure enough, they showed up bright and early and brought be breakfast in bed that they made all by themselves.  Two pieces of toast with butter and a bowl of cookies and cream ice cream.  Best breakfast I ever had.  I sat there and ate my breakfast truly grateful for these precious souls that have been entrusted to my care.  Oh how blessed am I.  I didn't think to take a picture until after my food was all gone, but you get the point:) haha.

Then when Jake got home, of course he spoiled me rotten.  Always does.  I have so much to be thankful for.  My heart just overflows with love and gratitude to my Father in Heaven and I cannot help but get teary when I think of all the blessings in my life.