Mother's Day

I prepared myself for Mother's Day this. I have never been fond of this "holiday" because I always went to church and heard about all these wonderful Mothers and of course compared them to my Mom. My mom was not a real nurturing type, so I never enjoyed Mother's Day. Then I always felt that I fell short of being one of those GREAT moms, so it just never set well with me.
Even with preparing myself for the day, I didn't prepare myself for the week prior.
I had a lady telling me what a wonderful present her daughter was giving her by graduating from nursing school, and what a long road it had been. I almost broke down crying on the spot. Korry was finally trying so hard to go to school to get a degree when the accident happened. Then of course I have people wishing me happy Mothers day as they see me this week. Most have no idea that Korry has become a beautiful angel, so it isn't their fault. But it breaks my heart.
I think the hardest thing was when Jazsper brought a homemade Mothers Day card home from the sitter yesterday. It was so bittersweet. I cried. The card was so adorable and he was sooooo very proud of himself, and I was so tickled by him. But then it was so very sad because the card should have been for Korry. This was a day to celebrate her Motherhood. She was such a good Mommy. I think as he gets older we will do something in memory of Korry on Mother's day. That may help us both.

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