on our coffee drive this morning…

Upon closer observation, I loved this tragic and truly fascinating creature.

I felt an odd kinship of sorts, being a bit prickly myself lately.

“The porcupine, which one must handle gloved, may be respected, but is never loved.”

—Arthur Guiterman, poet

 

Here’s my own version of that quote.

The end of the school year mother, which one must ‘handle gloved’, should be respected, always loved and often feared.

An Absurdist Mother’s Day

I woke up early (ever earlier than usual today) at 5:00 and the birds were chirping and the sun was shining. I walked out into the garden to have my coffee and take some photos of spring growth. It seemed like a lovely time to reflect on Mother’s Day. Here are my dominant thoughts on the subject of MOTHERING.

1. It’s ridiculously hard and it’s often quite funny. If I can find the funny more often, then it makes the hard a lot more tolerable. I feel that our home life is way more like Theater of the Absurd than anything else.

Happy Mother’s Day everyone. Enjoy the day!

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