Happy Mother’s Day

Happy Mother's Day

It’s that time of year again. Mother’s Day. I had a mother, but she died a few years back. But something my mother had started many years ago is still something I cling to each year. Since my mother couldn’t send a Mother’s Day card to her mother, after she died, she began sending a card to each of her daughters, once we became mothers. After all, we were mothers to her grandchildren. I started the tradition several years ago before my mother died. I send a Mother’s Day card to my daughter and one to my daughter-in-law. You can find cards that are meant for both in every store that sells Mother’s Day cards.

Since my mother has died and I can’t send her a card, it’s nice to be sending cards to two very wonderful daughters who are raising my grandchildren. This way, it makes it easier when Mother’s Day comes around because it is still a holiday I can celebrate. Maybe it’s time for you to give cards to your daughter(s) and daughter(s)-in-law, even if your own mom is alive. If she is alive, give her an extra big hug, because you never know how many more Mother’s Days you will be blessed with in the years to come.

Enjoy Mother’s Day, whether it be with your mom, a bonus mom, a daughter or two. Give them a special hug if you can. Or at least a sentimental card. Like all of life, mothers are temporary. Enjoy them while you can. Do you have a comment? Please reply below.

Happy Mother's Day
Happy Mother's Day

My Journey Back to Normal

On on a journey back to noraml

When I woke up after five hours of surgery, my life had changed completely. I had known it would, but I hadn’t realized it would be so difficult. I felt worse than I had expected. This wasn’t just any old surgery. I had had a craniotomy. A portion of my skull had been removed and replaced, allowing my brain tumor to be removed in the process. I now have a plate on my skull as extra protection. For more of my story follow this link: https://growingoldereveryday.com/protect-your-hearing-before-its-too-late/

In reality, my life hadn’t changed completely, only small parts of it. I remained married with two children and four grandchildren. The rest of my family remained intact. We still lived in our same home, with our same neighbors. Only a small part of my life had changed, but it has felt huge, as I am living through it. Now, at eight weeks post-surgery, I wonder if I will ever go back to what I knew as normal a few months ago.

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