Mother’s Day itself was often a trial. I spent my growing up years being intimidated in to choosing just the right gift, or I’d be in trouble. I *had* to make the day as special as I could, lest there be a meltdown or manipulation later.
I vowed to never make much of Mother’s Day to my own children, and I believe I have succeeded. Acts of kindness and cards are offered to me, but I’m thankful it’s not out of obligation.
My sweet son Alex came up with this idea on his own. He loves Nintendo, and I’ve never been much of a gamer. I do enjoy Mario Kart, and Alex isn’t as good at it. I observed the last few days he’s played with Evie more, but didn’t think much of it.
It turns out he was practicing so he could play Mario Kart with me today. He wanted to get better so he was less frustrated when he plays. Alex took a thing he loves, and invited me into his world, because he wants to make our time special.
I’m so thankful my boy wants to find common ground with his mama, and he wants to offer me his time.
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