The one thing I asked for this past Mother's Day was that A) no one would fight and B) that I would not, for just once in my life, not have to nag or threaten anyone into doing their chores.
And, just like that horse I always wanted so desperately as a kid, I didn't get my wish. In fact, Nita got sent to bed without supper for her horrible attitude, and no chores got done until I announced that only those who did their chores would eat the evening meal, which I prepared, as the dog ended up eating the lunch which Kiki made and then left unattended on the table as she wandered away. At least the dog hit paydirt on Mother's Day.
So, next year, I will ask for what I truly NEED--everyone to go away for the day. I need time to remember that I was someone before I was the cook, cleaner, laundress, mediator, and disciplinarian of dogs and kids. I need to find that still place inside me, the room which I close off and protect from all the day-to-day chaos. And I need to go to my still place and reflect on the choices I made that got me to the place where I am. It will be only then that I will be able to welcome them back and be glad that I am the mother they honor on only one day in May.