Mother’s Day is coming up and I am lucky enough to have two mothers.
Sherri, who gave birth to me, and Alice, who raised me.
For years while I was growing up, I would think of my birthmom on Mother’s Day and wonder if she was thinking of me as well.
And she was.
There are other important women in my life who I celebrate on Mother’s Day.
My Grandma is 94 years old.
I remember her cooking special meals for me when I visited her in Pennsylvania – pierogis, meatloaf, anise cookies, and piggies (stuffed cabbage).
Her recipes will always be my comfort food.
I also think of my sister, Lisa, on Mother’s Day.
Although she only has fur babies, she is the closest thing my boys have to a second mother and her role in our family is very important.
Also, there’s my Aunt Stacey, my cousin Jennifer, and my niece Bella, who I love and admire greatly. They are real warrior princesses and I’ll love them forever for accepting me into the family when times were rough.
Finally, I think of Barbara, my dear friend.
Her mother has passed away and so my heart goes out to her on Mother’s Day when I know she acutely feels the loss of her mom.
Of course, it’s impossible to think about Mother’s Day without thinking about the two young men who made me a mother in the first place – my sons Duncan and Gavin.
What incredible young men they are growing up to be and I find myself in awe of their spirit and zest for life.
They are, by far, the best things to ever happen to me and I thank the universe on a daily basis for allowing me to be their mother.
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So on this Mother’s Day, I’m sending out my love to all the mother’s out there and all their beautiful children.
That includes YOU!
Now that I’ve officially booked my hot air balloon flight, reality is setting in.
