Honest to Blog- Happy Mothers Day!

I know that this blog is now about my new passions so I wanted to write about something I am passionate about. 

Mothers Day is always a hard day for me. A reminder that I lack what others celebrate. My Mum passed away just over 6 1/2 years ago, and not a day goes by when I don't think about her, or others I have lost. My mother was a wonderful woman. She loved her children with all her heart. Was proud of us when we accomplished goals, disappointed when we did stupid crap, and when we really pissed her off got in the car and drove away for a couple hours. But she would always return and usually with a trunk full of stuff she bought while angry.  

My mother was by no means a saint, even though sometimes I make it sound like she was. I was a child who feared my mother and tended to keep many things from her. I hated to disappoint her and some of the things I enjoy in life are not things she would have wanted her daughter to have an interest in, or be involved in. As a teenager I would lie about my whereabouts in order to be with friends she had forbidden me to hang out with. I rebelled in my own way and tried things I knew she would hate, all the while hoping she would find out just so I could feel like a bad ass, but also secretly hoping she would never find out, so I would never have to see the disappointment in her eyes. In her last years, she and I became close and while some of those memories are filled with hospital visit and tears they are memories I cherish and I'm glad I have them. 

On Mothers Day I always start to think about how I wish she could have seen the things I've accomplished and hope she could see the woman I've become. I met Richard 3 months after she died, and I wish she could have met the man who makes me happy and feel loved every day. I wish she could have been there the day I bought my first car, even though it was a shitbox that broke constantly. I wish she could have seen me rent my first apartment, and then celebrated with me during my engagement and wedding, and congratulated me when I became a first time home owner.

A year and a half ago I married Richard and during the reception his mother came up to me and said that from now on I was to call her Mum. After 5 years of not being able to say that to a person she gave me that gift, and for that I am so happy that I get to celebrate Mothers Day with her. 

Today is a day to celebrate the women in the world who are Mothers, but not only them. It's a day to celebrate the women who one day want to be Mothers. The women who can't be Mothers and adopt those children who need them. The Step Moms who care for their husbands children as if they were their own. For the thousands of women who have to go through IVF or surrogacy to become Mothers. For the Mothers who allow their Daughters or Son in law to call them Mum because they don't have one. Its a day for women like me who choose not to have children because we know it's not something we want or need in our lives. Its a day to be extra nice to those women in our lives that make days like this a little less hard for people who feel like they lack something on Mothers Day. 

To all those women out there I say Happy Mothers Day! I hope your loved ones spoil you rotten, and you have a large glass of wine or a tall glass beer for all the wonderful things you do. 

Have a great day Ladies.