Happy Belated Mother's Day!
My "special" day was laid back and uneventful. I bought take-out Chinese food for dinner so I didn't have to cook. I was happy to have a night off from the kitchen. With the exception of my getting Chinese food, the extent of my doting was virtually nonexistent.
Many years ago I had a friend mention that she hates Mother's Day because she has boys. I didn't really understand what she meant, but I think I am seeing her logic. Comparing how my niece approaches Mother's Day to how Robby, Timmy and their male cousins handle Mother's Day, a stark different is glaring. Boys, at least this group of boys, simply don't care.
I know that the boys love me and that they mean to make the day special. They just forget because it isn't a priority. In order for sons to really celebrate Mother's Day they need their Dad (or another adult) to help them prepare and plan. Scott just doesn't roll that way.
Am I hurt that they completely blew off Mother's Day? Yes, I am. But I have also learned to have zero expectations because the odds always lean towards them forgetting.
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