I had a pretty lousy mother's day from the perspective of being slayed by the flu, but also very, very special at the same time. The teenager had bought a scrapbook with sections to fill out with thoughts and comments about your's truly. I think I will treasure this book forever. She had me in tears with the poem she wrote on page one!
The "report" section was hilarious, with both girls contributing some very observant comments. The all time favourite had to be the "A" for "Creativity". The accompanying comment read, "is very creative and always making things, particularly knitting. However, she may like to consider finishing a project before she starts another".
With all the grunting, huffing and door closed moments that seem to accompany these teenage years, it can be easy to loose sight of how much they do still love and need you. As she so touchingly said, "I thank you for encouraging me in everything I do and want to make you proud of me".
So after a breakfast of smoked salmon and eggs, I decided it was too hard to move from my bed that day and stayed there until lunchtime. It feels like a very long time since I've allowed myself to do that. My eyes hurt too much to read and my fingers were twiddling.
There was nothing left to do....
|courtesy Pam Allen|
but cast on an Agnes for my beautiful girl.....
This model reminds me so much of your beauty, individuality and energy for life. I'm already so proud of you sweetheart.