My Mother's Day was sunny and warm, a perfect day for being outside. Before Dave left for his mother's, he took the time to take the snow blower and cab off the tractor so I could do my favorite thing, mow lawn. By now the lawn needed baling. It hasn't rained in a while, so there's a huge fire danger and mowing is dusty work, so I don't have a beer in hand. Smoke from the fire in Canada has reached this far south and there is an air quality advisory.
My bonus mom was on her way out the door when I called. We will talk tomorrow. I have talked to my girlfriend, who is having breakfast with her son. She plans to have a talk with him about how something he did hurt her feelings. She is justified. When I asked another girlfriend how her day was, she said, "A good Mother's Day is when they don't show up." So this is how it is for some of us, not a day of pampering, thanks and gifts.
My second eldest son called in the morning. He is not doing anything in particular today, but he is not coming over. I know not to expect a card or gift. But, I hit him up for things I need done as birthday, Mother's Day, or Christmas gifts. This year I asked him to install a new ceiling fan in the rental unit. It will take him less than an hour to swap out the fans, but it is a two person job. The ceiling is vaulted and we need two tall ladders.
I ask him what he got his pregnant wife for Mother's Day. Basically, nothing. He has offered to make her dinner. What a GUY. He is like his father, who told me that I was not his mother, so don't expect a gift. The kids should always go with their father to pick out something from them to her, but my ex has set the standard. I often help the kids make her something, but didn't get to it this year.
My eldest is coming over to cut up a few downed trees that are blocking my trail into the woods. Even though he is pretty dependable, I don't hold my breath. It's an hour drive and I know he will do it another day if necessary. I am used to being alone on holidays, if not physically, emotionally. It's just another day to do laundry, cook, clean and take care of necessary things.
My daughter texted that she would try to call later. "Later today, or later this year?" Dave quipped. Exactly. She did not call. Maybe I will get a late card. Meanwhile, I make a turkey breast, potato salad, and fresh bread for sandwiches in case anybody shows up. I am happy to mow lawn and drink three beers, one for each of my children.
My eldest brought his girlfriend and her daughter. He brought me the gift of his mending. We had a nice visit. As he was leaving I said, "You make me happy twice, when you come and when you go." We laugh because we know it is true and without malice. I spend the rest of the day with my dogs, who never hurt my feelings and are always concerned about how I am doing.
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