Another Mother's Day and as every day, she is in my thoughts. My Mother. And missed. This morning I think of her, emotionally so. Its been a long time since the tears have come. Still, I know, thats alright.

Its a rainy kind of day, but my goal is unlike every Mother's Day for the past 8 years. To find something special to place in her memory garden. That has saved me and my emotions, year after year. I just re-read my post on if I had one more day with her. I'm glad I wrote that post, as difficult as it was to do. I learned from that post that every "ordinary day" is special if made to be special, by really being a part of it. Today, even though my Mother is not here with me, she is in heart, and that makes this ordinary day, this Mother's Day, special.

She was and is, in memory, special.