May 11, 2008
Mother’s Day is like having another birthday. Only this time, instead of being on New Year’s Eve and having the whole world party and celebrate–but not for you–it’s in May, when nothing else is going on. Instead of people trying to pass off Christmas/birthday presents as adequate gifts, you get a one-holiday gift. The presents don’t come from as many people, but at least they are just for this one day.
Like last year, we headed over to Henry’s Parent’s place in Ennis for Mother’s Day to celebrate Henry’s mom. Of course, the day was more about Anders than anyone else, but I got a lovely gift certificate to Rosedale Gardens, some yummy jam and a handmade box. More importantly, I felt appreciated. Although, Henry makes sure that happens every day of the year.