mama's day

This past Sunday was the most lovely Mother's Day I think I've ever had. Mother's Day has been kind of tough for me over the years. I inevitably have high expectations and end up disappointed. More than one Mother's Day has seen me childishly crying over perceived mistreatment from my family that I love and serve (and love to serve!) year round. 

And I hate that about myself! The day after Mother's Day has often found me feeling guilty about my own bad behavior. 

 {Questionnaire by Elisabeth}

{Questionnaire by Elisabeth}

 {Questionnaire by James}

{Questionnaire by James}

 {Questionnaire by Fiona}

{Questionnaire by Fiona}

But not this year! The day before Mother's Day, I graduated from biblical school, and it was so exciting that I actually forgot about Mother's Day. When I woke up Sunday, I wasn't even thinking about it. So I was happily surprised by two cups of tea brought to me in bed, the cutest and funniest questionnaires from my sweet children, a yummy breakfast, and then church, a simple, quick lunch, and finally, the best part: a spa and movie in a little "town" my children set up in our living room. After my feet were soaked and lotioned, we sat down to watch the movie, complete with popcorn and my recently omnipresent crochet basket.

It was really, really lovely. I have no hesitation in saying it was the best Mother's Day ever, in part because my children took ownership over it this year, and in part because I didn't create unrealistic expectations in my head. And in the end, I'm so grateful for my sweet family, which is what it should be all about.