I have a small struggle on Mother’s Day, and it’s for a silly reason.
A few years ago, my son developed a skill that my daughter has not, and this is what trips me up ever so briefly. When a holiday or my birthday comes around, my eight-year-old son thinks of me. He panics if my husband didn’t have time to take him shopping for a gift for me. He hunts around in his room to find special treasures of his to give to me to express his love. I’ve received a Santa hat, a teddy bear, and sea shells as gifts from such occasions. They are tucked away in my bedroom, and I think about him when I see these items.
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