Reflections of Mother's Day

What an honor it is to be a mother.

Yesterday was wonderful.

But it wasn't the TWO DOZEN roses, or the awesome breakfast, tons of fun gifts and cards, or even sipping coffee poolside that did it for me.

It was the way Grace ran her fingers through the back of my hair and over my neck while I was holding her standing in line at the gas station.

It was how Alex caught me staring at him putting his seat belt on thinking about how much I loved him and he said simply to my silence, "I love you too, Mom."

That was enough for me.

It was wonderful.