Mother’s Day 2021 has come and gone. Yet I linger thinking about my mother. In Part 1 of this two-part blog piece, I expressed what it was like to lose my mother suddenly on Mother’s Day 2002. Today, I talk about ways we can make every day a mini-Mother’s Day. Because a healthy, happy mother puts us in position to give from a place of abundance. 

May 14, 2002 marked the 19th anniversary of my mom’s passing on Mother’s Day in 2002. She was 65. I’m nearly 62. The older I get, the more Mother’s Day has become an historical marker reminding me that it’s my job to mother myself well, not only for me but for my kids, even now that they’re grown. The following practices have helped me survive and thrive, especially when exhausted physically, rubbed raw emotionally, and wondering spiritually what the future will hold for our kids with special needs.

For the rest of this post, join me over at Jolene Philo’s Different Dream blog