It’s Mother’s day around here and while I’m lucky to have my mother, I’m keenly aware of those who have lost theirs. So, in that, I wish all mother’s out there, with us and no longer, a happy mother’s day. May your day be filled with love and laughter.
When mothers talk about the depression of the empty nest, they’re not mourning the passing of all those wet towels on the floor, or the music that numbs your teeth, or even the bottle of capless shampoo dribbling down the shower drain. They’re upset because they’ve gone from supervisor of a child’s life to a spectator. It’s like being the vice president of the United States. – Erma Bombeck