I’m not much for splashy celebrations of Mother’s Day but I do enjoy some acknowledgement. I received one card from long-time friends (a tradition), and a couple of text wishes from my brother and John. From my daughters, the gift was a visit to a Yemeni coffee shop, complete with one of the best mochas I’ve ever had and a selection of interesting pastries.
The selection process was tough!
Older Daughter wanted the saffron milk cake in the foreground; it was our #1 favorite, although I would have preferred the tiramisu one. The pistachio and chocolate pie(?) was delicious (#2) and the nut bar was tasty. However, the mango shaped dessert was a disappointment. It had a white chocolate shell with cream inside then chopped up mangoes. We had a lovely conversation while we shared bites of the treats, and I oohed and ahhed over my coffee. As is my embarrassing habit, I went up to the barista to compliment him on the amazing drink. Luckily, my daughters are used to my free spirit and openness and merely rolled their eyes a little bit. 🙂
It was thoughtful of the coffee shop to hand out red roses to the mothers! Hmmm, I must have given away all my small vases.
Since yesterday was my younger brother Doug’s birthday (he would have been 65!), Mother’s Day and the one-year anniversary of Mom’s memorial service, I took carnations to the cemetery. It was crowded up there! I was so busy dodging other cars that I couldn’t get too emotional.
The tulips are completely finished and are now “dying,” but the bearded irises are starting to show off. Due to my flower bed project and the moving of the bulbs, they’re in different spots and I’m not seeing any of the dark purple ones, which makes me sad.
This weekend also included a trip to the expensive local nursery (Watson’s) where Older Daughter found MANY plants to buy, with the help of these two adorable rascals. Sharky would have chosen only orange plants if his mother had gone along with it. Obro loved everything! I pushed for this rose which was 30% off, so OD jokingly blamed me for her costly bill. She probably didn’t appreciate it when I told her that I had only spent $80 or so on my annuals…because I had gone to a much smaller and cheaper nursery. After the plant buying, OD and boys came back to my place where they decided that wrestling would be a good idea. I had to remind them that I’m almost 70 years old!
Sharky, Obro and Daddy made OD a huge surprise card. She opened it up, and exclaimed over their delightful faces smiling at her. I doubt that Younger Daughter had a very special Mother’s Day as a mother although I sent her a card. Dysfunctional relationships aren’t fun at all. I wish she’d chosen differently, but it’s too late now. Our only option is to move forward.
I haven’t been sleeping well lately with my mind on my deceased friend. I read through our messages to each other last night and that was a mistake. I’ve been worried about her beloved cat, Abby and where she’s ended up. That cat was her most prized possession and I hope she went to a loving home.
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