I’ve been away from the blog for more than just a few days; however, since I just read an article about how rude it is to talk about your busy life, I’m not going to tell you how busy we’ve been.
Truth is? In your own way, you’ve probably not been any busier than I have. So, we’re both busy. Got it. Moving on.
We’ve celebrated Mother’s Day for the last two Sundays here. Last week it was Portuguese Mother’s Day and yesterday it was American and Brazilian Mother’s Day. For all I know it could have been Burmese Mother’s Day too, but that’s not really that important.
We had a good church service yesterday despite missing a few families. We celebrated our co-worker’s birthday with dessert first at church, then pizza across the street for lunch, then decided to go out for a while as a family.
As we were returning home, the van broke down. It just quit. Lost power. Went on strike.
It seems like a minor electrical problem, but we’ll see soon enough. In spite of the breakdown, it was a pretty quiet and enjoyable day.
Rather than glowing over mothers in general, or telling you how awesome and super-heroish mine is, or going through a laundry list of what Nina does daily to be a mother to 5 kids in a foreign country just to try to get you to feel inferior, I’m going to simply post two links from two mothers who write well and who I respect.
I hope you enjoy them both and are edified by their perspective on this very deserved but also cartoonishly Hallmarked holiday.
FringeGirl writes “To the Mom who Doesn’t Recognize the Woman in the Mirror”
Ann Voskamp writes “Why Mother’s Day is for the Birds”
We’ll be back tomorrow with some original thoughts of mine.