Mother's Day Thoughts

Sunday morning I woke up on the wrong side of the bed so to speak.  I was bound and determined to be depressed all day.  I was even contemplating not going to church.  I didn't want to hear anything about Mother's Day and I didn't want to get a stupid plant or anything. 

Basically I don't consider myself a mother.  At least not in the regular sense of the word.  On June 12, 1987 I became the stepmother to 3 children that I really didn't know.  Tom had custody of his son and the two girls lived with their mother in Florida. I didn't even meet them until after we were married.

Then on Feb. 12, 1987 I became a mother.  I gave birth to Daniel.  But as time progressed that didn't take on the normal mother aspect either.  Daniel had Fragile X syndrome and was not going to be a "normal" person.  He was going to school at about 2 and he moved into a group home at 5.5.


I was sad about all of this and the fact that Daniel wouldn't be calling and that my step children probably wouldn't call either.  (I was really hoping they would)Then  Tom got a text from his daughter Rachael and she said to tell me Happy Mother's Day.  His other daughter, Mary, wrote a Mother's Day post on our family Facebook page, and later that night Tony sent me a text saying Happy Mother's Day.

This all totally changed my attitude and made my day.  I even felt guilty for feeling so bad. God really works in mysterious ways and is aware of us.  Even me.


PS.  Over the years my relationship with my step children has gotten better.  I think as each of us has grown and matured we have come to realize that we are important in each others lives.  I even feel more like they are my children.  I wish that I had given birth to them.