Sunday is Mothers’ Day in the United States. For me, it’s the first Mothers’ Day since my mom passed away last summer.
I have to be honest. Mother’s Day wasn’t a big deal for us once the kids were past grade school age. (When we were little, we were all about the breakfast in bed. God love my mom, she pretended that what we served was edible.) In recent years, I’d always send a card and call. A few times I scheduled a trip to be with her on the day.
I’m not sure what I’ll do this year. I’m not sure how hard it will hit me. Will it just be another day? Will I be more aware of my loss? Will I feel closer to my mom?
I just don’t know. So I’m giving myself some space to let things unfold as they will. Beyond going to church, I have no plans. I guess we’ll see.