Mother's Day was about a week ago, a day where many treat their mothers to lavish meals and shower
them with fancy gifts. I have to admit though, for my mother this didn't happen. Mother's Day in my life has never been a big deal. After all, Mom has always said those you appreciate shouldn't get acknowledgment once a year but rather every day, Mother's Day being no exception. That Sunday was no different, I went with my Mom to do the standard weekend groceries and then did my cleaning around the house.
On the evening news that day, there were so many reports about all the celebrations people were putting on for mothers around the area. Guilt was a companion for me that day. After all, I adore my mother, always have and felt she deserved everything those other mothers were getting and more. I do little things for Mom every now and then, sometimes a surprise gift or a little something special to make her day a little brighter. Though, it never seems like enough. After everything she's done for my brother and I. I know I'll never be able to repay her for everything she's done and sacrificed for us. She has taught my brother and I so much and both of us know that God blessed us with the best of parents.
Knowing this, I'll always try to remind her that I'm so grateful that she's my mother.
And show her that I wouldn't change anything about the life I have, to make every day Mother's Day!
I love you Mom and I don't know where I'd be without you!