You Didn't Hatch From an Egg

Happy Mother's Day to all of you celebrating or not celebrating. Some people don't have their mommas or are estranged from them for whatever reason. No judgement. A special thanks to those single dads and single moms that played both to your kids. Respect.

As always, I tell no one's story but my own. It might be Mother's Day, but I have the privilege of having Jess as my daughter. I am blessed. Not everyone has a great relationship with their child. She is a reason I exist. When I get sad or lonely, I think of her. When I struggled to pay my bills, she was the reason I got up every day and went to work. She was the reason I found affordable adventures for us. It's never truly a road trip until you get lost, and I seemed to fulfill that each and every time.

I reveled in the crazy fun her friends brought to my home. I was loved for being who I was. I struggled heavily with my self image after my first divorce. Those girls included me, and I was grateful. I lost a lot of weight. I pushed myself to be normal. I took a chance and had a second failed marriage. But, through it all, Jess supported me. She wanted me to be happy. Her encouragement, along with others, brought me to where I am today.

So I think we don't necessarily celebrate just Mom. We celebrate that relationship, good or bad, that helped shape who we are. Those that have a poor relationship with Mom, or maybe none at all...you're still celebrating something. The person that gave you life that due to whatever issue you have still contributed to who you are. Now, your Mom may suck. However, if you turned out fabulous despite her, or to prove her wrong - celebrate that instead of her.

I had to share my random thoughts with you today. I am celebrating life. I wake up, I get out of bed - sometimes reluctantly - to face what the world has to offer me. I don't always like what I get, but in this life, I think most things happen for a reason. Some days are truly awful. Some make the smile shine through your whole being. I hope for more of the latter.

Today count your blessings. Eat that cake. Drink that drink. Take that chance. It's the celebration of birth and where we come from. Love to you all.

Until we meet again,
Angie