Mother’s Day: Skyping is Cool

We’ve managed to have two conversations via Skype with the whole family included now.  It is great to be able to see each other and communicate in real-time.  Bruce and I also chatted (typing) via Skype for quite a while this morning and it was wonderful to just have a normal conversation between the two of us.

It was certainly a different kind of Mother’s Day than we’ve ever had before.  I don’t believe we’ve ever spent Mother’s Day apart from one another in 12 years of parenting.  I missed Bruce a lot on this day and it was a hard day emotionally.  The kids were very sweet to me presenting  a little decorated treasure box, drawings, sweet notes of encouragement and love and lots of hugs and kisses and “I love you, Mom(s).”  My kids are such a blessing and they are the reason I have the privilege of being a mom.  I read a friend’s facebook post on Mother’s Day that listed all the tasks us mothers do on a daily basis to keep it all going.  Then it reminded readers that we would have none of these tasks (or least not on the same level) if we didn’t have kids!  I am so grateful that I am a mom and my kids are precious to me.  I often look at them and am amazed at God’s handiwork and feel so humbled that he has placed them in my care.  Privilege indeed.

“Sons are a heritage from the Lord, children a reward from him.” Psalm 127:3  (All children are a blessing!)

“Blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them.” Psalm 127:5 (And woman!  I’m not a feminist, but certainly I am blessed.)


1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. Bruce in Ukraine
    May 12, 2011 @ 05:52:50

    You are doing a wonderful job keeping all the plates spinning! I love you and miss you a lot too. This is harder than I gave it credit for – being apart for such a long time. And then I look at the pictures, and it makes me wish more than ever that the two of us were home. Blessings to my my sweet wife as we go through the last half of our necessary time apart. In the end it will be good – another son is coming home! I can’t wait to come home.


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