What is your favourite day of the entire year? (Prompt courtesy: https://thecoffeemonsterzco.com/en-ca/blogs/midnight-blogging/journaling-prompts)
Oh this is easy. My favourite day is Mother’s Day. Not Christmas, not my birthday, not Thanksgiving, it’s Mother’s Day.
I spend most of the morning in bed on Mother’s Day, bathed in this feeling of love and joy. My blood vessels are oxygenated with love.
It’s all around me, on this day. Even if only two of my four kids are there, it just seeps into me. This feeling of having done something so powerful and feeling so much pride.
It can be emotional for me, which is shocking, considering I’m not really an emotional person.
I have coffee in bed, breakfast in bed. I pour over alllll of my photo albums in bed. I snack on chocolate and other treats in bed. Sometimes there are flowers delivered to me in bed.
But it’s not about the treats or gifts or attention on me. It’s this almost holy kind of feeling inside of me. These kids. I’m their Mom. There’s nothing like it. It’s a feeling that can’t actually be described with words.
I haven’t a bond with anyone the way I do with my kids.
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