A Mother's Love

Recently while reading a book, I found this passage so sweet: What they knew, what was unspoken between us, what need never be explained or said, was that nobody would ever love us again like our mothers did. Yes, we would be loved, by our fathers, our friends, our siblings, our aunts and uncles and grandparents and spouses—and our children if we chose to have them—but never would we experience that kind of unconditional, nothing-you-can-do-will-turn-me-away-from-you kind of mother love. <3  Isn't that lovely?  I'm so happy I became a mother and have experienced that kind of love.  And now I appreciate my own mother's love even more.  It's a special special thing.

I might be a tad emotional because our big girl is having surgery on Friday.  She's having her tonsils and adenoids removed.  Always scary to send them off to surgery, but I'm ready for her to feel better, sleep better, and breathe better.  Oh Mills, our beautiful girl.

Yesterday, Millie's kindergarten class had a spring music showcase.  Daddy, mommy, and Nana all showed, which Mills loved, of course (Syd was at school).  We even got to dance an Irish reel with the kiddos!