{Grateful} Even when Mother’s Day is not all it’s cracked up to be.

 

{This is a late link-up to Lisa-Jo Baker’s Five Minute Friday. Prompt “grateful.”}

I tried not to go into Mother’s Day this year with high expectations this year. I’ve learned not to.

I was resolved that I would be receiving a card and chocolate from my husband and have become genuinely grateful for my farmer man’s indulgence to my Lindt LINDOR addiction and the fact he braved a CVS to hand pick out a card with sentiments he can’t always get out any other way.

He did this and more this year. I’m grateful for my man.

I was resolved to most likely receive a card and a gift from my children that my step-mother would choose for them to give me. And she did and they did and it was beautiful. A book of prayers for us to say together at bedtime.

That is more than enough to be grateful for.

In addition to my Lindt addiction being satisfied from my man, my parents satisfied another addiction and gave me a cookbook that I’ve secretly longed for and would never buy for myself. My love-affair with the Pioneer Woman now has life through actual pages I can devour along with the food.

I’m so grateful for parents that remembered their daughter who is a mother today.

I’m grateful for a dad that is always looking out for his “little girl” even though she’s thirty-five and oh. so. needs. to be looked out for. Because somewhere in-between my thirties and two littles of my own, I seem to have lost the ability to take care of the small things.

And small things when combined add up to big things and big things change people.

I’m grateful for time with my brother’s family that I don’t get to see as often as I would like and a niece and nephew that I want to smother with kisses and love and never seem to have the time or ability to do enough.

I’m grateful for words about nothing shared over a cup of coffee in the backyard with kids swinging and a baby babbling, because nothing is something when you are with your blood kin.

I’m grateful to have survived three temper tantrums from my daughter in one day devoted to mother’s and maybe because the weekend was full and my belly was full I let the last one go until she gave out of steam and then just wanted to be held.

And I’m grateful she did and grateful I could.

I started writing this thinking I had come through a day with low expectations and would be saying even at that, they were still unmet. But that’s not the case after all.

After all the counting of blessings and things to be grateful for today, I have nothing to be ungrateful for.

Just love and family and fellowship. And that’s the best Mother’s Day gift one could get.

Maybe if your Mother’s Day wasn’t all you thought it was going to be, you can go back and count a few blessings, too?

I think you will find them if you take some time to look. I’m glad I did.

For His Glory,
Meredith

“I give thanks to you, O Lord my God, with my whole heart,
and I will glorify your name forever.”

Psalm 86:12

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5 thoughts on “{Grateful} Even when Mother’s Day is not all it’s cracked up to be.

  1. Wow! What absolutely precious photos! You have a gift, Meredith–so many, really. Thank you for this message. I so often need to be reminded to keep my eyes focused on the many blessings in my life. It’s so easy to focus on what I don’t have. Thanking God for allowing you to see the beauty in this day and for sharing that perspective with us. Love you, sister!

  2. Fellowship really is the best gift, isn’t it? I’m glad to hear that your family showed their love in a special way. It’s the little things that make all the difference in the world.

  3. You have a lot of good food for thought here. Yes, choosing gratefulness is the best way to enjoy Mother’s Day. Mother’s Day is always a bit of a non-celebration in my family because it’s just after my birthday, so I usually choose to be grateful for the ways they celebrated my birthday and don’t expect much for Mother’s Day.

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