Always a mom.
Although some days I want to send them away to boarding school or sell them to gypsies, the best gift DrChako ever gave me was these two boys. Watching them grow has been one of the most rewarding experiences and one of the most challenging at the same time.
Mother's Day was pretty low key, but the two reasons I got to celebrate were with me, and that was all that mattered. Hugging a teenager who's almost as tall as me; kissing the top of the head of my 8 year old who's teetering on the brink of little boy and big boy.
My little guy was up with the sun- his handwritten note on the empty kitchen island. When I went back into the bedroom to take a shower this morning, he added to the pile of "gifts", including a potted petunia and a card with a flower pop-up inside and the following poem:
Wishes for me to clean up my room
Wonders how I do in school
Dreams of peace
Is good at cooking
Loves Jared, my dad and I
My mom is the best mom ever.
I'd be lying if I said I didn't cry.
Here's to all the mothers, past and present - may you always find a few words to tell them how much they mean. We treasure them all.