to me, you and any woman who has spent any portion of their lives parenting. You don’t have to be the biological mother of someone to be their mother.
The Eldest, from a hotel in Vancouver, sent me these flowers…
The youngest sent me both greetings, love and the most extensive set of icons I have ever seen. I am still trying to figure some of them out.
The middle two both wrote me lovely notes which I might just print and save for a long time. My dear husband cooked a lovely luncheon and we just relaxed for the afternoon. Which means that I knit, listened to an audiobook and otherwise took it easy!