I was lucky enough to sneak away for some early Mother’s Day time with my kids who are both living in NYC these days.
Time is so very precious. I tried not to take our time together for granted when they lived with me or close by, but it sure is a big difference having them 3,000 miles away. It somehow reminds me of how far away my mother is—how long ago we lost her. Loss, grief, love, gratitude. When my mom passed away 12 years ago it really took me out, and experiencing the grief of not being able to share many of my life’s ups and downs since then has been difficult for sure. And…it has confirmed how very strong my love is for her as well as reinforced my gratitude for the time with my kids.
Whatever you do this Sunday, I hope you feel love from and/or for someone who means a lot to you.