mother's day

Tomorrow is mother's day. No one will buy me diamonds or exotic flowers. I will not be cooked dinner or forced to endure brunch at some packed restaurant. My day will be just like every other. You know what? I couldn't care less. My boys will wake me with a shower of kisses. My husband will say thank you. What more do I need?

I think that I don't fuss about mother's day because I don't have a mom to share it with. And I don't care about that, either.

I think this day is more for me to reflect. I will take stock of how lucky I really am. I get to spend every day with the two most wonderful people I've ever met. I have learned so much from them. They have been my companions, my friends, my fan club, my support, my therapists and my purpose.

I doubt I deserve such bliss.

But I'll take it.

I have the good fortune of knowing the most amazing woman. She is a wonderful mother, was an inspired teacher, and I am lucky to call her my friend. In little time I get to spend with her I try to listen very carefully to everything she has to say, hoping to take some of her wisdom for myself. I imagine that my feelings for her are similar to those a daughter has for a mother, though I don't know for sure. I do know that I admire her, and I like her, and I am inspired by her. I can talk to her easily and freely--a rarity for me. I wish I could marry her son so I could call her mom.

Happy mother's day to her.

And to me.

And to you.