You are one of the most amazing people I know. You’re one of the kindest, sweetest, most sensitive person I know.
I am still moved by your dedication to wanting to have children, and how you used your worry dolls to wish for a child in your life. I love how much you and Dad wanted to be parents, and how you still cherish the time you spend with us as your adult children.
I love how you find humor and joy in your daily life. I love your passion for watching the news. (I find it adorable how you have favorite news anchors!) I love how you love our two Golden Retrievers, Bentley and Charlie. I love your tangent moments while we have conversations. (I do it, too, so we’re even.)
Thank you for your support in my relationships, your daily love and your belief in my writing skills.
I love you high as the sky and deep as the ocean,
Hello, dear reader!
Mother’s Day has already come and gone. This year, I went all out. I bought a dark blue Yankee candle and a card. Instead of writing a poem–which I’ve done for each of my parents over the years–I made a list of humorous inside jokes and heartfelt messages.
My mom has taught me so much about manners, caring about other people, caring for dogs, and engaging genuinely with children. She embodies her late mom, my grandma Lucy (Lucille) Bullard in her passion for Kindergarten, the importance of playtime and understanding child development in schools, her mesmerizing way with babies and young children, and her love of dogs. My grandma had a presence about her, even after her untimely stroke when I was around six years old: She was charismatic and loving. (One of my favorite stories about Grandma Lucy is how one of the nurses introduced her fianće to my grandma. She was in Bethany Home at the time. She was paralyzed on one side and couldn’t speak. Well, actually she still spoke, believe me–she spoke with her caring, loving eyes.)
In my life, I’ve been blessed to have such a fantastic mother, someone who goes above and beyond to make sure I am the best person. When I act like a teenager–like staying up a little too late on days I work, not being a morning person–that’s a skill, right?–her scolding (yes, I realize I need a I Can’t Adult Today t-shirt, ‘cus it’s hilarious that at 27 my mom needs to nag me like I’m 13) is her way of reminding that I’m too old to act irresponsibly.
In my defense, this is my way of squeaking in what was supposed to be a time for teen rebellion and laziness. (Ha ha!)
But seriously, I cannot thank my mom enough for her love and friendship.
Happy Mother’s Day!
I love you high as the sky & deep as the ocean,