kerr Bear,
Another mother’s day has come and gone without you. I want you to know, my day was made because of the boys. They are the ones who acknowledged the day for me. And isn’t that crazy?! These boys who have the right to hate the day and feel sad and angry and bitter woke up and wished me a happy mother’s day immediately! Gifts, flowers, texts and cards! It is so sweet, but it’s crazy that in a single moment of feeling so honored and loved, I can feel so sad. I feel so sad for them. I feel sad for mom. Mother’s Day is a day to cherish and honor your mom and feel grateful for your children. The boys don’t have that, and although mom has lance and Jordan and I and her many grandchildren, I know days like today emphasize the hole in her heart. You are who made her a mom and now you’re gone.
I’m writing you because I miss you. I’m also writing you just to make sure you’re reminded of the gentlemen you raised.
I wonder how we would’ve spent these days... bitching via texts, meeting up for meals, going to the spa together? Who knows...
It’s just that ... I feel so grateful I have my girls and they have me, but mother’s day just isn’t a lovely day. That may sound so negative, but you’re one of the best moms I’ve ever known and you’re not here for me to celebrate.
I have so many more things to tell you. Many more thoughts to share. I promise to write soon.
I love you.
Happy mother’s day, Kerr!
XO