Sunday Lunch

As I prepare Sunday lunch, I think about the joy it brings me to fix a weekly lunch that serves to bring my children and their families home. I strive to fix things that they will love out of a need to show how much I care about them.

I remember loving them as cuddly little babies, and later finding such joy at their cute little beginnings. I missed them when school stole them away from me, but was so proud of their academic achievements. I loved summer when the family could play together again. I remember all their “firsts”. I remember their triumphs and tears. The middle years were wonderful as they came into their own personalities. And… believe it or not, I loved their teen years. I have loved every minute of their precious lives. Then, when I thought it could not get any better, it did! Grandchildren and a new son and daughter entered my life. Now perfection is in here and memories keep coming.

With all these memories today, and thinking ahead to Mother’s Day next week, I realized that to me, the day is about my children. I love being a mother to my wonderful children. I cannot imagine life without this joy. I should be honoring them on this special day of the year, instead of them honoring me. Without them, my memories would be shallow. So I have decided to turn the table this Mother’s Day and do something special for them!