The Way It Goes

Some of Mother's Day was hard...I cried a few times, I missed Rip the whole time, I wished things could be different, like I do most of the time.

Some of Mother's Day was nice...I received text messages, phone calls, Mother's Day cards, and sweet gifts.  I ate good food, I spent time with my family.

It was another "first" that we survived.

In short, it was a day full of good and bad, just like most days.  And there some comfort in knowing that is the way life goes.