Mother's Day Again?

In just a few days "we" will be celebrating another annual Mother's Day Sunday.  As I have aged, and wisely so, I have come to believe specific days are nice, but doesn't it depend on how you treat someone all year long?


With having 2 naturally born sons, I have also "acquired" three additional "guys" who were not born of me but I was chosen as a Mother figure to them.


Bret and Julie are unbelievable.  Their "girls" are so precious.  I feel fortunate to have them in my life.  They are talented and make extremely wise decisions.  Bret is level headed, knowledgeable and capable.  Julie can do anything and usually does, all at the same time.  Kinzie has grown into a talented, capable young lady who knows who she is and uses her own mind to make decisions.  Kayla is, and will always be, the princess.  She's artistic, musical, "swirley" and so full of life.  She is a "PINK" princess who expects everyone to love her. (And they do.)


Edward came into my life by virtue of being a roommate of Tom's.  I have missed seeing him so much.  He has such talent and generosity that it is hard not to love him.  He is developing his artistic abilities and wants to go back to school to gain more knowledge in his field of expertise.


And last of all, but not least, Mock.  What can I say about him?  He's opinionated, smart mouthed, and surly at times, but he has a heart of gold and takes very good care of me. (He's also my roommate, for those of you who don't know.)  


All the guys take care of me in so many ways.  Explaining what they mean to my life is a major undertaking.  


I would be greatly amiss not to mention Wiener.  She's the only "girl" chosen by me.  Her comfort was missed while I was in the hospital.  I found myself, early one morning, petting my covers thinking it was her.  And, when we were reunited, as the doggy cartoon says, "She was so excited to see me, she didn't know whether to lick me or pee."  With her, either is possible.  She has surely been my "Saran Wrap Girl" for the last few days.  She provides comic relief and extra moral support each and every day.


All the superlatives that exist and then some are not enough to explain how I feel about my family and friends. I am truly blessed and spoiled.  If I were to live another thousand years, I would still be thanking God for the blessings of friendship and family.  Each and every day is special to me. I am truly blessed beyond what I deserve.  Thank you God.