We've put Mother's Day to bed until next year. It was a delightful weekend and I enjoyed being appreciated by my lovies. While I am typically not one to publicly share what I receive as gifts, I felt compelled to share this time. My Mother's Day honestly started with tears.

My children have always created handmade cards for every event that calls for one. They are precious to me. The illustrations and purity in their expressed sentiments are always touching and true. However, this year I was rendered speechless.

For many reasons, Joshua's card has created a lasting impact on me. In truth, I have struggled with the acceptance of being a stay at home mom. It was something I once attached a "never" to. Early on I battled with finding my footing in this realm. Thankfully, grace has allowed me to grow exponentially in this roll. There was an astute realization that the breadth of my motherhood was greater than I could ever imagine. It was a realization that motherhood went beyond myself. It was only then that everything would come together for the greater good and carry on in it's fullness. His card was a tender reminder that I was chosen for him, not the other way around.

The truth is at some point in our lives all of us will struggle with Mother's Day. But for now, for me, it is the sweetest time and I'm taking it all in. I'm hoping the same for you.