Another Mother's Day

I can still remember the first Mothers Day after I left these two with their dad so I could go off by myself to survive. I ran away to Brisbane to spend time with an old friend for a few days. That day he intuitively decided we were going on a motorbike ride. Can you imagine how uncomfortable it was to have tears pooling at the top of my squashed in cheeks then stream back towards my ears? Then everywhere we stopped, there were parents and children revelling in each other. My kids had got a happy, healthy new mum so I didn't know where I fit in anymore. Luckily they were still allowed to love their old, not-so-healthy one and made me endless cups of tea until I felt well enough to get up and make them for myself. I would not be here today if it wasn't for these two exceptionally compassionate and generous humans and now that we all live in the same city, we've been able to make up for lost time. We all know it's inevitable that our lives will lead us in other directions at some point but in the meantime, we've been able to revel in each other every week for the past year.
So it's days like today that I'm just so thankful I chose life...
#iamhope