As I sit here on the eve of Mother’s Day, I can’t help but feel so absolutely blessed for everything I have. Look peoples, I’m not a bible beater and I’m not claiming to go to church weekly because I don’t (too fuckin’ boring). But to not sit here on my patio, drinking a glass of wine and counting my blessings, I’d be a real ass hole.
I love my life. I wanted to be a Buyer and I became a Buyer. But not only for any old company, but an internationally recognized brand that sells lingerie. I wanted to become a mother and I have 2 ridiculously (though mouthy) handsome, smart, witty young men I claim as my sons. Of course when they’re ass holes, I have no idea who they are.
I never expected the perfect body and Lord knows I don’t have one, but it’s a body that exercises 3 days a week and I NEVER get sick. Legit, the last time I was sick, was in August of 23′ with COVID. That’s how little I get sick; that on the rare occasion that I am, it’s memorable. I take care of my skin religiously and I’d like to think I look younger than I am. Obviously, that’s up for debate.
I have amazing friends, especially the new ones. They are moms just like me and they are kind and loving. Anytime I have a problem, I lean on their shoulder. Anytime they have a problem, they know to call or come on over. I’ll listen to any and all of their problems.
I have a ridiculously smart, amazing, beautiful little sister that I call my best friend. She has always been there for me and I’d like to think I’ve been there for her when she’s needed it. We don’t agree on politics and she’s almost a decade younger than me, yet we have a sisterly bond that nothing can ruin. I have a favorite cousin that is smart, witty and kind. We call each other to laugh and again, like my sister, lean on each other. He is my favorite and nothing will change that.
In July, I’m taking my sons to El Salvador. It’s always been a dream to take my sons to different countries and I’d like to think this is the first of many. I can’t wait to experience a new culture and a week with them.
So yeah, maybe I’m starting my period tomorrow (I need to check my calendar) and I’m just super emotional but pretty sure that’s not it. Love my life thus far and let’s see what tomorrow brings.
P.S. HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY! WE MADE IT TO ANOTHER YEAR AND NOT IMPRISONED AFTER KID EYE ROLLS!
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