Mother's Day 2020 arrived cold and grey... like my mood. First my birthday was ruined by COVID-19 and now Mother's Day loomed gloomy too. Sigh. Snow flurries were just the icing on the cake. But then...
Our four children each reached out in their own unique way. By the time the day was over I had a beautiful array of flowers, a chicken dinner, a bottle of champagne and some beautiful cards. Monday brought another card and a "World's Greatest Gigi" photo mug in the mail. Feeling loved.
Today I read this line: "Call me crazy, but I finally found my lane with this social distancing and quarantine thing!" That resonates with me. Most days I've been just fine, nestled in our home, creating order and beauty in nooks and crannies, working productively from my home office, knitting away by the fire, enjoying extended time for prayer and Bible reading, actually quite content.
But not on my birthday or Mother's Day. Celebrations are not the same on Zoom, which we tried in March. Yesterday two of the kids actually stopped by with flowers, keeping their distance. That was much better, but I could use a family meal around our table, a game of Scrabble with my eldest and a game of Up and Down the River with the group in whole, complete with laughter and noise.
This is a brand new reality, and we are still adjusting.
I need to find my lane on celebration days too. 💖
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