Mother's Day

I wonder if Mother's Day will ever get any easier.
I woke up this morning with that ever pressing pain in my heart that comes to visit on many occasions. So I did what any sane person would do, I fed Sam and I went back to bed! When I woke up again it was still there, so I decided to do something about it. I went out in my yard and picked a few tulips, tied a bow around them, threw my kids in the car and we were off to the cemetery - in our pajamas. The kids thought this was great fun. I turned the Sunday music up really loud so they couldn't hear me crying. When we got to the cemetery, it was still pretty cloudy, but the minute I laid the tulips on my mom's bench the sun came out for just a moment and made everything sparkle. It was just a moment, but I knew someone out there recognized my pain and tried to ease it. Just when I thought I had imagined the sunburst, Megan laid down her flowers she had picked, and it happened again. And just for that moment the pain in my heart eased and I knew I would be able to get through this day.
Hopefully I will have more of these moments this week as it begins the week of doom. It's just a hard week to be happy - it marks the passing of Linz, Mother's Day, and my mom's birthday. Too many memories, but I'm sure we'll get through it.