I started writing yesterday and was on a totally different topic. But since it's Mom's day, I thought I'd share something different. I was born a premature baby and from what I understand from stories, I think they didn't see much survival chance in me when I was born. Tiny and very fragile. Of course my parents would not let anything happen to me. They did everything to make sure I will be fine. Fast tract to 36 years, I have to admit, I am still tiny and fragile but very much kicking too. I owe this to my lovely mom and dad. Without them I wouldn't be who I am now. The older I get, the more I realise how much they have given me, how much sacrifice they did for me. And I know they did it with love. I can only be grateful.
They have made me strong and they taught me so much. I thought they were always tough on me. I thought I never really was good enough in their eyes and that I always had to do better. But that's probably me judging myself. Because when I see them looking at me with such loving eyes, it almost seems as if I am perfect in their eyes. And I am grateful for everything they have given me, there wouldn't be enough space for here.
I will keep it short and sweet. My love to your moms, to you moms, and to you. Happy mother's day to all the beautiful ladies. And to the father's too, thank you for supporting our moms. And to us children, may we be someday be as wise as those who are before us.
My mailchimp is acting up so the blog is the place to be this week. I stay here for you supporting your practice.