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Happy Mother’s Day! If your female-identified energy has ever been deployed to nurture anyone else, this day is to celebrate you! Also, because restaurants need to have a few big days a year to remind them to be grateful for the fact that some days are super quiet.
I took T. to track. Then we went to Papa Razzi, and we got there early (as usual) but it was already crowded — but not too crowded to find us a seat. My order was wrong (I wound up with the regular bruschetta instead of the caprese bruschetta, but I didn’t even think about sending it back as long as it had no milk products which it did not). People came by to say hi, including a server who is leaving to go to Oklahoma to go to a grad school program there. We wish her well!
Then we stopped at home to change and brush teeth and then off to the horse. Two activities in one day! Baseball had been switched to Saturday (for mother’s day) and then canceled. Oh well! A. was at track, so I got to chat with M., which is awesome.
When I got home, I got to walk with M. (different M.).
The Plated box arrived while I was at the house after lunch but before track. We had the wasabi coconut cod for dinner. It was good. I saw M.’s mother N. walking by and popped out to wish her a Happy Mother’s Day and thank her for sharing her wonderful daughter with me. N. is an ongoing inspiration to me: she models negotiation and deliberation in running a family in a way that I really think we all could learn from (but especially me). They went to the airport cafe for lunch; M. was happy to get to see her brother’s family. I love hearing nephew updates.
I do recognize that this holiday is fraught for many people. I, myself, am quite jubilant this year in my enjoyment of the holiday because the fraught-ness for me was simplified quite dramatically last year. I can go forward enjoying the holiday and celebrating the wonderfulness of the mothering my friends and chosen family display in an uncomplicated way. May all who find the holiday difficult one day arrive at a time in their lives when they, too, can enjoy the holiday without distress.
I took T. to track. Then we went to Papa Razzi, and we got there early (as usual) but it was already crowded — but not too crowded to find us a seat. My order was wrong (I wound up with the regular bruschetta instead of the caprese bruschetta, but I didn’t even think about sending it back as long as it had no milk products which it did not). People came by to say hi, including a server who is leaving to go to Oklahoma to go to a grad school program there. We wish her well!
Then we stopped at home to change and brush teeth and then off to the horse. Two activities in one day! Baseball had been switched to Saturday (for mother’s day) and then canceled. Oh well! A. was at track, so I got to chat with M., which is awesome.
When I got home, I got to walk with M. (different M.).
The Plated box arrived while I was at the house after lunch but before track. We had the wasabi coconut cod for dinner. It was good. I saw M.’s mother N. walking by and popped out to wish her a Happy Mother’s Day and thank her for sharing her wonderful daughter with me. N. is an ongoing inspiration to me: she models negotiation and deliberation in running a family in a way that I really think we all could learn from (but especially me). They went to the airport cafe for lunch; M. was happy to get to see her brother’s family. I love hearing nephew updates.
I do recognize that this holiday is fraught for many people. I, myself, am quite jubilant this year in my enjoyment of the holiday because the fraught-ness for me was simplified quite dramatically last year. I can go forward enjoying the holiday and celebrating the wonderfulness of the mothering my friends and chosen family display in an uncomplicated way. May all who find the holiday difficult one day arrive at a time in their lives when they, too, can enjoy the holiday without distress.