When Mother's Day is Hard.

I didn't think too much about this day until it arrived. 
It's a sad day this year.  One of those "firsts" you have to get through after a loss.
It was  simple. There was a breakfast, a card, some flowers. 

Today I just can't help but pray for the women who have lost their own precious mom; for the women who long to have a child or another child and are desperately sad today; for the women like me who have a child in heaven and long to have them here on earth.  I pray for God's peace in the sadness of this day and for hope in Christ.



Coleman said randomly several times during the day "I love momma"

 That was good for my heart and soul.

I know this was another day just to make it through and I'm hopeful that each year it will get easier even though I'll miss her the same.    And I'm thankful that I get to be a momma to two precious ones.