Only one Mother the whole world over...

I love my mother as the trees love water and sunshine - she helps me grow, prosper, and reach great heights.  ~Terri Guillemets

My wonderful Mother and I

Today is Mother's day, and I am feeling very very lucky.  Heart swelling kind of lucky.  Today we had our annual Mother's day brunch where the man-folk cook for the ladies... which is always more work than just having the ladies cook... but it's fun to watch and we ladies all get mimosas and talk a bit of smack as the gents fumble around the kitchen.  Perhaps it's my age, or that my children are growing by leaps and bounds, or that I was really missing my sister... but today I was really struck by the fact that families evolve.  Things change. People change.  But I always come back to my people.  They are my roots.  They are mine.

I had a discussion with my Grandmother about feet.  Tula has her feet.  I pointed it out to both of them.  Grandma gave Tula her condolences.  Tula just seemed confused as to how anyone could have her feet.  I hope that Tula remembers the conversation.  I'll make her remember it, I'm a mother, it's my job.

The foot conversation spiraled into a conversation about hands.  I have my father's hands.  I learned today that we all have those hands.  My Grandmother lamented that none of her children got her hands and none of the grandchildren did either.  We have my Grandfather's hands.  He proudly held his hand out for me to inspect and agree.  He already knew we had his hands.

I love how contented all the men look in this picture.
And I love that Uncle Dave looks like he's in some sort of trouble.  

The gift of motherhood, the gift of seeing the world become a better place because of the people you created, because of the love you give out freely.  I saw that pride again in my Grandmother today.  I've seen it in my Mom all my life.  I feel it when I kiss my babies goodnight.  I'm lucky to have been given this gift.  I'm lucky to have such strong women in my life.  I am lucky to still have them.  My cup runneth over.