Last year on Mother’s Day I had the blessing to spend it on a visit with my adult daughter and her family. I had a perfect day. Both my sons called me, and my husband called to wish me a Happy Mother’s Day. I exchanged fun texts with friends who were also celebrating the day. My daughter made a super dinner and her husband’s parents came. Three generations of Moms! The perfect day?
After company left and the evening wound down. We all sat in the living room watching a TV program. The freezer called me. And, it called me again. My daughter laughed. I felt confused, but all I could do was get another bowl. I couldn’t get a handle on what was going on inside me – something emotional.
It wasn’t until after I got home and settled into my regular routine that I figured out I was reacting. Still drawing a blank. Reacting to what? Because of ACA recovery, I have been able to celebrate Mother’s Day with my children. I had a lot of work to do on my part along with HP these days, so what could be wrong?
I finally realized that I had had a lovely Mother’s Day, but my little girl inside was so sad because she did not have a mommy to celebrate. Aha. The feelings calmed down. It’s true, my own mother left me wanting, and, in turn, I left my little girl wanting. But now, because of ACA, I was free to do something about it. Time to turn the healing toward the inside.
From that point on — and so thankful for the LPG group I’m in — I make sure my little girl has a mommy she can count on! The thank-you’s that I receive from my children are wonderful; but next year, I’m hoping for an internal celebration as well.
Who knows? Maybe I’ll get flowers.