I know that kind of defeats the point of Mother's Day to ask your husband to empty the house but try to see things from my perspective. I am only a housewife but a twist on the breed because I also homeschool the kids so time alone in my home, my sanctuary rarely occurs. It doesn't take all 10 fingers to count the times I've been alone at home. A few short hours with no noise-no music-no arguing-no nothing. So I read, blogged, slept and caught up with my DVR.
From the movie they came bubbling into the house. I was refreshed and so glad they were back once again! Handsome was hungry so I suggested Shogun, my least favorite but the kids LOVE it and I enjoy watching their delight, kind of my gift to them on this day. College Girl drove up and joined in the fun and I enjoyed watching their smiles and hearing their laughter last night. My heart was full and I felt crazy blessed! As I fell into bed ready to sleep I took a peek at Facebook and read the status of a dear friend. It started like this,
For about ten seconds.
Then I remembered my day had been full and so was my heart, the happy you only get from being crazy blessed! Breakfast had been lovingly cooked by my kids, homemade cards filled with adoring words, church reflecting on the prayers of our moms, "meals on wheels" lunch at my parents-steaks grilled to perfection and strawberries from her garden. (I have to throw in I feel so crazy blessed to have my parents three doors away and I can celebrate them each and every day!!) We are moms. Crazy Blessed and somedays just cRaZy!!! We deserve to be celebrated; we deserve to be celebrated the way we choose! No two moms walk the same path and that is perfectly okay! So next year on Mother's Day when I send my kids away for a few hours I will do it knowing that sometimes the best gift is nothing-the gift of a few hours alone.