Well its the first real official Mother's Day for me. Katie is in her crib playing with her toes (nothing new) and I sit here. I have a world of things going in my head, packing for the day to my sisters, making sure I bring her gifts, what do I wear, and then.. do I have the will power to go see mom in the cemetery? It would be my first visit since her burial in March.
But like someone who is rather close to me would say, "you'll be ok". And its funny, only when he says it does it work. Everyone else.. I get mad at. Weird.
But I'll bring tissues, and won't wear mascara, and I shall try to be ok. After all she would want me to have a good day too, after all it is my First Mother's Day.
Happy Mother's Day to all the great mothers.



