A couple nights ago, after washing a few dishes, I looked up at the ceiling in my kitchen and saw a soap bubble floating in the air.
I followed it as it made its away across the room, floating effortlessly, reflecting beams of light as it passed the fixtures.
I snapped a few pictures along the way, curious to see how long this bubble would last and where it would end up.
It meandered slowly, from the sink to the stove, into the entrance of the hallway, then back into the kitchen.
I chased it as it floated alongside the cabinets, knowing that at any moment it would hit the edge of something and disappear.
And then it did.
My corner cabinet was where that bubble met its fate.
It was fun to watch though. An entertaining five minutes or so of my life for sure.
Chasing that bubble made me think about all of the things in my life that are fragile.
The things that I try to protect, to wrap up in a layer of love so that they don't run into too many sharp edges. Or if they do, at least it will cushion the impact a bit.
Today is Mother's Day.
It's a day that's often bittersweet to me. A complicated mix of emotions. If you've read my book, you'll understand why.
My boys are growing up, one's going off to college in the fall. He'll always have me here to support him, but he'll be on his own soon.
The other has a few more years at home yet, and is probably dreading the day his brother leaves because then it means it's just me and him in this big house.
Kidding...mostly.
They've gone through some things the last few years that I wish I could have prevented.
I wish they didn't have to watch me struggle when COVID changed my life and took away my career
I wish that Jacob didn't have to manage two chronic medical conditions.
I wish that Ryder hadn't dislocated his shoulder or fractured his collarbone.
I wish they didn't have to deal with people in this world who threaten to hurt them.
I wish I could have wrapped them in a bubble and protected them from those things.
But I couldn't.
All I could do was love them through it. And do my best to offer the support they needed.
I often talk in my blog about how life gives us struggles so we appreciate the good things we have.
I will always believe that's true, even on the days when it takes awhile to see it.
So today, on Mother's Day, I'm going to focus on the light in that bubble.
Not the fact that it can bump into something and pop at any moment.
To all the moms out there: soon-to-be moms, moms who aren't able to have little ones but so desperately want them, moms who've lost little ones, moms who've lost moms, moms who never had the moms they needed, women who are more like moms than our biological ones, and any other life situation I'm missing, here's what I wish for you today.
I wish for you to be with people you love.
I wish for you to feel loved and appreciated.
I wish for you to take a moment for yourself and just breathe.
I wish for you to fall into bed tonight grateful for all you have.
Life is hard. But it's also beautiful.
Happy Mother's Day - however you are spending it!
Love and hugs to all of you 🧡
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