My Mother's Day

This Mother's Day I spent cleaning my kitchen, doing laundry, cooking, and visiting Lyle's mother at the nursing home. I guess I might as well do the tasks that entail the role of mother on the day celebrating mother's. The funny thing is after briefly feeling sorry for myself it wasn't so bad. I enjoyed actually getting something accomplished and this was all made possible because Lyle went to Chicago with his older brother on a truck run.

So I was left alone with all the children on Mother's Day while Lyle took a mini vacation from life with his brother. The funny thing is that I actually enjoyed it. I missed him of course and I spent all of an hour feeling sorry for myself because I had imagined how nice it would be to waited on hand and foot. But after that I enjoyed myself. I forgot how nice it is and how necessary the little breaks are sometimes. There is a reason they say absence makes the heart grow fonder.

He will be home tonight. He called complaining that he was hurting all over from being in the truck, he was tired, and he doesn't feel well. While he took the mini vacation, all things considered, I got the better deal.