My Mother's Day

My Mother's Day began with opening a hoops & yoyo card that my daughter sent from her home on the east coast. It was hoops and yoyo yelling various forms of Mother, Ma, Mommy...it truly sounded like my two yelling for me. I loved it. My daughter sent a book from my Amazon wish list and another I had wished for...

Terry Taylor's Artful Storybook

and Henry Cole's A Nest for Celeste
The Artful Storybook is chock-full of inspiration and A Nest for Celeste is chock-full of illustrations, had deckle edged pages and is a very comfortable size to hold in your hands. A perfect rainy day book. I hope someday to get to read it to my grandchildren.

In the meantime, I will have to read it to me.

I wanted to linger over my books, but had to hit the road to head for my hometown. My brother knew I was coming and my niece saw it on facebook and told my sister. I was running just a little late and sent my brother a text asking him to save me a place in church, without being too obvious. I spied my family in their usual place and snuck in. My brother was on the outside of the pew. My dad was second. They both let me slip in beside my mother. She had her eyes closed in prayer and worship. My sister was on the far side of mother. I sat down beside my mother and kissed her on the cheek. She screamed in church! I think I surprised her. We all went to lunch after church and then back to the house.

my brother, myself, mother and my sister
Afterward, I went to visit a friend in town. I had not been to her house for a year. I got to see her six month old granddaughter and play with her. It was so nice to sit in the floor of her living room and visit. Then, I went out to visit more friends at their lake house. Finally, it was time to head back south. My mother did not think I was going to visit because of the big, big day we had the day before when my son graduated from the university. I was tired, but it was a good day.

A very good Mother's Day.