I thought about writing an Inspirational Woman post in honor of mothers and those who are surrogate mothers in our lives. Then, I came across this and I wanted to cry. Of course, I have spent the last week wanting to cry, because of the bickering and the yelling and the headaches. Not to mention the mess and the fact that local construction cancelled my only chance of Mother’s Day serenity.
I love my children. I really do. But, no matter how much we love someone, there is always that breaking point where we need to get out and just BREATHE.
This post says it all perfectly.
‘Twas the night before Mother’s Day and all through the kitchen No one had planned anything, and the kids were a bitchin’ The dishes were piled head high by the sink Mom took a break to pour a quick drink