Mother's Day, what a wonderful day to celebrate the women that mean so much to us. For me at our house we tried to create a day that was a tribute to the lady that is the glue of our family. My wife is an angel, there really are no other words to describe her. As a mother I am humbled how she always knows just what to do, in times when I am especially clueless, she is guided by an inner light showing the way. It is a remarkable spirit to see in action, but in order to see it my mind must not be cluttered by the other goings on of the moment. Which can be rare, despite my efforts to be present and engaged in the moment.
But back to Mother's Day, what a beautiful day. That is until I had to call my own mother, as our relationship has grown quite strained over time, and I have not had the courage to really address the source of the strain. Instead I have let it fester to a point of now not really knowing where to start in terms of moving past the problem and on to the healing. Instead I prefer the old check engine light approach, ignore it and it will go away. But just light the check engine light, it doesn't, and usually it just makes things worse.
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