Mother's Day

 I admit I did not start this day with a positive attitude. 

My husband had to work, and I have no motherly figures in my life to celebrate. 

As a kid I HATED Mother's Day. In school we always had to make a craft for our mothers, and I didn't have one (in a nutshell she chose drugs over me and left when I was 2). But I always was forced to make the craft anyways...I guess that bugged me more than I realized.

And my family doesn't do much. 

Which I am really OK with. I don't like receiving obligatory  gifts because the calender says they have to buy me something.
I prefer gifts that are spontaneous because someone was thinking of me and wanted to bless me. 

All that to say I didn't start this day with a cheerful heart. 

But it turned out to be beautiful. 

I shared part of an amazing book with my children. I worked in the garden. I went to the store to buy ingredients for a delicious salad. My husband got off work and grilled some steak and we had a delicious dinner. We had gorgeous weather, and 

I was reminded that I am blessed EVERY DAY to have been chosen to be a mother at all. That I have been redeemed, and He has allowed me to break my family's history of brokenness. My family is nothing short of a MIRACLE.