Vacation

Im the worst blogger in history! I don't feel too awfully bad about that considering how long blogging has been a thing. I am a great vacationer,however and that must count for something. I am ever tired of Facebook because I'd like a way to stay in touch with people who interest me without having to filter those that don't. I am proud of the SCOTUS today. I deleted family members from FB this week over politics, and while it makes me sad, I had to minimize the chance of coming unglued on people that share the last name my children and their children will carry. At the end of the day, she couldn't care less what I think, so it's even Steven. Funny. Politics divides, as does religion. Love is the only right answer.

Mother's Day

Mother's Day Loaded with created expectation for a celebration by virtue of a Title. Mother's Day for me occurs four times a year. March 2. July 7. May 23. September 30. We celebrate the births of my children and I celebrate the moment that we met. The moment I first held them in my arms and we looked into each other's eyes. Sacred. We went to Brunch last Sunday. I love Brunch. David sent flowers to my office this week, but the card read "Just Because." Today I will lay my eyes on my four children and my bonus daughter because it's Sunday. It's customary to spend our Sunday evenings together when we can. I will look at each of their faces and remember that first moment when I introduced myself and made the promise to love them forever. They don't make a greeting card for that.