I have trouble with Mother’s day since my Mom died. Let’s just say it brings back all those moments when I was a kid that I was forced to do a Father’s Day present at school. My father died when I was really little so this was like…painful and stupid. I even had one teacher who made me do the project even though I said I don’t have a Dad to give it too. She asked if I had a brother or an uncle. I said yes and she cleverly retorted than give it to him. I was 8 and new better than that poor excuse for an adult.
I have a couple of friends who also lost their Mothers and last night we got pissed ass drunk. We laughed together, cried together and made some toasts to our Moms. They are a great group of women and I’m honored to count them as friends. It’s good to be able to laugh so hard I fall off the chair. It eases the pain of losing such and awesome woman as my Mom.