Mother’s Day is a mixed bag for many. There are those who’ve lost their mothers and those who (like me) wanted to be a mother, but (for many reasons) weren’t able to have children.
I’ve mostly lived away from my mother since heading to University 30 years ago. I made it home when I could, but I’m fairly sure my mum’s spent far more Mother’s Days without children around, than with.
And that’s what I’m telling myself this year because… given my lack of job (money) and inability to make anything (not-crafty… in the bad way); I’m bestowing upon my mother… ME!
Okay, well she already received that special gift (!!!) 47 years ago, so more specifically I’m gifting her… my
Now I know you might be suspicious. After all, you’ve seen the number of times I’ve moaned on social media lamenting the fact I can’t afford holidays but need to escape my apartment. Or just… you know… want some company. So you may think I’m getting as much out of this time-bestowing-arrangement as she is. But really… she gets to cook for me, share her broadband time AND wash my ‘clothes I leave at mum’s’ after I depart.
What more could she want?!
In all honesty, I love my mum for much more than her roasts. Cos she makes a mean braised steak and fried curry as well. 😉
I’m sure mothers around the world would agree—they don’t need fancy presents or foot spas. Some appreciation and love probably goes a long way.
Are you a fan of the home-made card, or would a facial or handbag make your day?