Mother's Day
Yesterday was Mother's Day. I've spent 19 of them with you but yesterday was my first without you. I miss you so much, it hurts like someone is ripping my heart out of my chest with a spoon. I tried yesterday, I really did. I smiled and returned the obligatory, "Happy Mothers Day to you too" but each time, I died again. I didn't want to celebrate. I didn't want anyone to tell me that I'm a good mom... except you. Your sister asked me to watch Mom's Night Out with her on Friday night. I always think of the crazy they go through. But then we got to THAT part. The "It's beautiful to watch one of God's creations just doing what it was made to do. Ya'll spend so much time beating yourselves up. I doubt the good Lord made a mistake, giving your kiddos the mom He did," part. And I lost it. Yesterday your friend, Sarah, texted me and told me that I am an "awesome mom". And that means a lot to me beca...