Deep thoughts

• How am I supposed to reach this kid? The one that has parents that can't get along. Or parents that don't even parent. The one without bed-time. Or any rules at all. That gets himself ready for school. And ready for bed. The kid who's parents don't even know which grade he's in, for sure. Or where the classroom is. The one who's only meals of the day come at school, thanks to free school breakfast and lunch. Who doesn't want to go home on the weekend.
• How am I supposed to show this child that his education is important when he doesn't even think he's important.
• How am I supposed to teach him self-control when he doesn't have anyone in his life that models self-control. Or responsibility. Or common sense.
• How can I help someone who so desperately doesn't want to be helped.
• How can I make sense of things that don't make any sense? How can I come up with the answers when sometimes the only answer is that life isn't fair.
• How can I comfort others when I'm still grieving.

I know it's just a day

It's just one day of the whole year. A Sunday. I am a mom 365 days a year, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. But I still like this one day. I wasn't the little girl that always dreamed of being a mother. In my teenage years I thought perhaps I wouldn't even have children. Had I not married Josh, perhaps I wouldn't have.

But 21.5 months ago, I became one. A mother. Suddenly, a role I thought maybe I would never have, became my most important one. Yes, I love being married and being a wife. I enjoy my job, which is more than many can say. I think being a sister and a daughter and a cousin makes my life complete. But I would be empty if I was not a Mother.

I love being a mom every single day. I love being Heidi's mom, especially. And I love Mother's Day because it's a way for the whole world to recognize that the moment I became a mom changed my life forever.

Mother's Day is more than just one day.