Yesterday, I got to spend over an hour on the phone with each of my adult children — real conversations, full of laughter, honesty, stories, memories, and love. Every single moment felt like a gift I never want to take for granted.
As a mother, there is nothing more beautiful than realizing your children still want to share their lives with you once they’ve grown. That they still call. Still talk. Still let you into their hearts.
With Mother’s Day only days away, I’m sitting here overwhelmed with gratitude. Not for perfection, but for connection. For trust. For love that has grown deeper with time.
I don’t know what I did to deserve a day like yesterday, but I know this: I have never felt more lucky, more loved, or more thankful to be their mom.
