Whew! I made it through Mother’s Day, and it wasn’t as bad as I feared it would be!

It was still a pretty busy weekend around my house, even though there is only 1 mother and 1 son in the vicinity to visit with. I had lunch with my in-town son on Saturday, and an early dinner with my in-town mother-in-law on Sunday. My out-of-town son called and my out-of-town stepdaughter texted on Sunday. They did all the right things, and I am beyond grateful. Over the moon, even. I sent texts to my stepdaughter and both daughters-in-law (that’s how the world turns now). I’m so proud of how they are raising all eight of our Perfect Grandkids (PGKs)! Life is good. No right to complain.

All my cousins are missing their moms, too. We have lost an entire generation, and my Mom was the last to go. Many people created beautiful posts on social media about their mother – both present and missing. I couldn’t even look at Facebook all weekend. Couldn’t read all the posts. Didn’t make a post. Not.This.Year.

So this blog is a quiet little way to point out that the people who didn’t post at all (including me), are doing the best they can. I don’t have words yet to share. I’m not ready to let the feelings out publicly. Some of you reading this know exactly what I’m trying to explain here. Hugs to you! Some of you won’t understand because you’re either not to this point in your life, or you are far enough past it that you may have recovered. Hugs to you, too! All of us, doing the best we can, make the world go ’round.

Happy day-after, everyone! You made it through, and it matters!