Mother's Day

I had a very nice Mother's Day.

It was more like a weekend than just one day.

On Saturday the boys treated me to lunch at the park.

Then we went to a farm store for a little shopping.

Connor got me some new garden tools.

On Sunday, Nolan and Dwayne mowed while Connor weeded my north flower bed.

I attempted to work on a quilt top but it was too nice outside to be inside.

I'll finish it eventually.

Dwayne and I got ice cream later in the afternoon and

sat by the fountain at the college (or former college).

It was a very nice Mother's Day with a beautiful blue sky.

If I'm honest, however, I'll tell you that a chunk of my day was in tears.

As I got ready for church that morning the loss of my dad hit me.

It seemed like I spent the rest of the morning mourning.

Not how I planned to spend Mother's Day.

I remembered the times when I had talked with my dad on Mother's Day.

Oh how I miss that.

 Eventually I came around and the tears were no more.

I get frustrated sometimes when the mourning hits.

Dwayne always reminds me that this is just part of it.

I'm thankful they're are fewer days like that.