It is Mother’s Day and Spring is in full bloom. The trees have begun to leaf out and the flowering trees are beautiful. The daffodils are gone finished, but they’ll be back next season.
But, flowers are available year round. You just have to know where to look. Yesterday was a busy day – they all are. Lacrosse drop off at 8, game at 9 and 11. Softball at 11. Some days it’s seemingly never ending. But, someday it will end, the kids will grow up and head off to college and we’ll have memories and time. And, then it will be their turn.
There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens
a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
Ecclesiastes 3: 1-2
I know where to find flowers for Mother’s Day and I’ve been finding them ever since W is was a baby. There are days when it seems like just the other day that we were bringing him home from the hospital, and then it there are the days when it feels like it was a million years ago.
I get my flowers at the French Market downtown. I’ve been frequenting the same market stall for years. They have the best flowers – best prices – and nicest people. I’ve never been tempted to try another place, they are that good. So, after dropping W off at lacrosse Saturday morning, I drove downtown, and got two dozen roses – one dozen pink and one dozen pale yellow. They are beautiful and will be beautiful all week long. I wish I could get that kind of mileage from everything I buy.
The flowers are sitting on the counter and I just finished cleaning the kitchen. I cooked dinner tonight – I grilled NY Strips and topped them with bleu cheese. We had sautéed baby squash, mashed potatoes, sautéed mushrooms, and a salad to start. It was delicious and there are leftovers for lunch tomorrow.
For Mother’s Day, we cleaned window screens, washed windows, cleaned the porch and had a workday for momma after we treated her to breakfast out this morning. This afternoon, I called my mom to say Happy Mother’s Day and my step-mom, too. The last time I spent Mother’s Day with my mom was when W was a year old and she came to visit for my graduation from NIU when I completed my education degree. When I graduated for the first time in ’85, I chose not to walk when I graduated, so it was a treat for us both. I got flowers for momma that morning, too.
A storm blew through bringing us rain and a drop in the temperatures and ending our work party. It was a good day. It was a good Mother’s Day. While we were waiting for our food at breakfast, we played ‘hangman.’ B’s phrase was ‘MOTHER’S DAY SHOULD LAST FOR A MONTH.’ We laughed. But, a mother’s job is never done. Never.
Usually, when I am writing a post it is the beginning of the day, tonight it’s the end of the day. Today was a great day and tomorrow could be a million and six times better, but nothing beats Mother’s Day. Especially when you are Making the Days Count, one chore, one job, one task, one dinner for momma.
What did you do for your mom on Mother’s Day? Or how did you spend your Mother’s Day?