Happy Mother's Day
Growing up, Mother’s Day was simple. It was a day to celebrate your mother. We’d wake up excited to give her the cheesy gift we made at school and she pretended to love it. Then we’d go to church, pot a plant or something and hand that off to her again. She’d smile and thank us all while wishing we’d help her clean the house once we got home. Mom’s are worth celebrating. They do so much to ensure their children’s well being while their children do not even notice most of it. They play the roles of taxi driver, cheerleader, cook, nurse, maid, friend, and so on. Happy Mother’s Day to my mom (and my grandma). But, I grew up and even though I still love my mom and my mom is still very much worth celebrating, Mother’s Day brought on new meanings. Now I get to play the role of mom. But I do it to children who first had a mom that they no longer get to be with and that breaks my heart every day. Since being in the foster parent role, I have gotten to c