Comments on: Movin On Mom’s Day

By: Lori Lavender Luz

Lori Lavender Luz — Tue, 26 May 2015 01:35:46 +0000

I’m so glad to hear more of the waffly/Avengery/moderate-y day

I love that you enjoyed your breakfast so much anyway.

By: Happy 29th Birthday | Writing My Wrongs

Happy 29th Birthday | Writing My Wrongs — Sat, 16 May 2015 15:06:35 +0000

[…] in bed, planting trees, holding a snot rag and grasping for walls have passed. Today is much like Mother’s Day was a few days back. The emotional intensity over the loss of her and lack of reunion with her is gone. Resting in the […]

By: Suz

Suz — Tue, 12 May 2015 12:39:20 +0000

Hugs Carol. FWIW, I agree with whomever suggested you share with Malia. Also agree doing it after the big day. I disagree with the person who told you that you should feel lucky that you were invited.

BTW, have you ever read any books about mothering written by female adoptees? You might like. I can recommend a few. For some reason your comment reminded me of the unique challenges adoptees face in mothering (let alone natural moms and being that you are both you have extra challenges).

By: Aimee

Aimee — Tue, 12 May 2015 02:44:26 +0000

I think I was coming to have some peace with Mother’s Day. It used to be sort of reserved for a day of wallowing that I didn’t allow myself the rest of the year. Then I had my daughter and it was sort of confusing, but I was learning to just enjoy being with her. But then my reunion with my son, and the single year he called me on Mother’s Day. And then my reunion “failed,” for lack of a better word, and things got kind of ugly for me again. This year was the first year I felt mostly okay.

By: carol lewis

carol lewis — Tue, 12 May 2015 02:21:51 +0000

I read your post and related to it in a different way. You know my story all the way around from gehring and beyond. My mothers day was spent alone. My youngest made me pancakes and then went to spend the day with her boyfriend. Nothing from the oldest and i get it but it hurts. You got to spend time with family whereas my family is non-existent. I find myself trying to figure out where to fit in. My friend sandra whom i bonded with in philadelphia after the tragic death of her grandaughter is a very good friend, but at the end of the day is not family and i am reminded of it around holidays, birthdays and other family functions that i am invited to but again am not really a part of. So i get where you missing your daughter on that day. I too am missing not 1 but 3 , 2 of which are my naturals. I’ve contemplated whether to tell malia about the way she ended up with my parents. Someone told me not to.give excuses as to why it happened but to own up to it and certainly not spill the beans prior to her nuptuals. I was told to be happy that i have been invited to participate in her special day and to tell myself that i did the best that i could do at the time and that if malia wants to talk about it she will…or not…