Once upon a time, Mother’s Day was ‘just’ a day.
When I was younger, I made my mom a card, sent jewelry or flowers, and completely took for granted that I had a great mom who knew I loved her and knew she loved me.
Then I became a mom.
Again, mother’s day was just another day that my family celebrated. I knew Macy loved me every day, so it wasn’t much different than a random Tuesday. For the 19 days I had Caleb, the bond was strong. I loved him, and he loved me.
Then the wreck happened.
Then Mother’s Day was no longer ‘just’ another day.Read More