It's Mothers day today. I'm not a Mother, but I can appreciate the special job that it is, and I hope one day I have the chance to experience it first hand.
It's a shame that most of us only take one day in a whole year to sit back and think about the things our Mothers have done for us. Like it (or not) they have a huge role in shaping the way we turn out, they help mould us into the people that we are. Not only that, but a Mothers life is one of sacrifice - sacrificing the biggest half of a chocolate bar, sacrificing their time, and their desires and themselves - all for us.
My Mum - she can be overly and painfully inquisitive, judgemental, insensitive and rash - but I think that's probably all mostly due to the fact she lost touch with herself a long time ago - perhaps around the time when she became a Mother? Having said that, she is loving and kind to others and hard on herself, and you always know that she would do anything to see you happy.
We might not always be on the same wavelength (or planet) but we get the important stuff. Happy Mothers Day to Mother of StrangeBird.
(Here's hoping my uterus gets a chance at motherhood someday soon!)
SB xx
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