I celebrated my 12th Mother’s Day this Sunday. Vincent’s birthday and Mother’s Day come together each year. I remember on my first Mother’s Day he was finally able to come home from the hospital with me. I left three days earlier than him as he was taken to the ICU moments after he was born.
The first and foremost thing being a mother has taught me is that we cannot and will not ever be in total control of our kids. They are individuals with paths of their own to follow, create, and stumble along in this time called life. What we can do as mothers is guide, nurture, and love them with all we’ve got.
That’s what we do–as was once done upon us. Here’s to Vincent and Gigi–and of course to their father for whom I wouldn’t be a mother without.