Happiness is answering the phone and hearing a roar and giggle on the other end of the phone line.

Between bronchitis and Memorial Day I have not had a chance to keep up with my blogging. I know I'm bad about it. I really am trying to get better.

I took Friday off also. That way I had a 4 day weekend and only had to take one day of vacation. I have to tell you that this was one of the best long weekends I have had in a long time. No running around and trying to get everything done. It was nice and laid back. Just what I needed. My lungs were still healing and I was able to rest and take care of myself.

I was able to finish the little shorts and top set that I wanted to make for Serif. I think it turned out pretty good. It's difficult for me to like anything I make. All I see are the mistakes.

I did that and some mending. I love my new sewing machine. I am getting so much use out of it.

I had wanted to finish up on the trim on the shed but it was just too hot. It may have to wait until spring. These 95+ degrees days are terrible. Plus a little rain would be nice too.

On Monday night Missy had everyone over for a bar-b-cue. It was so good and just as relaxing as the weekend had been. Plus I got to spend some time with my wonderful granddaughter. That's always good. Missy's best friend and Serif's Godmother came over too. It's always great to watch her with Serif. Serif just adores her.

All in all a good weekend. Just one question. How come 4 day work weeks seem to last so long?

One of the fondest memories I have is when Patrick was studying for the surveyor's exam. He would sit in his chair in the study and read Black's Law. Missy would toddle in and crawl up in his lap and he would read it out loud to her. I would go in a little later and find both of them sound asleep.

Later Patrick had to have a passport photo taken to submit with his surveyor's application. We went to a photographer one Saturday afternoon. The photographer feel in love with Missy and snapped a quick picture of her and her father. We thought nothing of it but when Patrick picked up his pictures there was the picture of him and Missy. No charge. Just a nice friendly gesture. It has always been one of my favorite pictures. Maybe because it was so spontaneous.

My goodness. I knew I hadn't blogged for a while but I had no idea it had been so long.

Blogging is difficult for me. Basically I'm a very private person and it's hard to hang it out there for anyone to read. I've also never done well with journals or diaries. We'll see how this goes.

Yesterday was Mother's Day. I have to tell you it was a great day. Very relaxed and spent with family and friends. What more can you ask for?

Mother's Day is a special time for reflexion for me. It brings back memories of me as a child and my mother. My mother and I were not close until I was older. It was when I got older that I understood her so much better. She wanted so much for me. There was never any doubt that she loved me. But the person she wanted me to be was not the person I was meant to be. That in itself caused conflict.

My mother had a very hard childhood and that helped mold her into the person she became. With age came understanding of not only what she went through as a child but understanding of the person she became and why. When I became an adult, we were able to connect as equals and a friendship grew. I will always cherish that time we had and I miss her still.

It is totally different with my daughter. We have a deep closeness and friendship and that continues to grow. We think a lot alike and that can be scary. I feel for her poor husband some times. I cherish the friendship that we have built. I admire the woman and mother she has become.

Being a mother is hard. All you can do is do the best you can and pray. You give all you have and try to teach and prepare them for the life that awaits them. Hopefully they will be able to carry the love, morals and ethics that you worked hard to instill in them into their adult lives. If you do a good job, then your reward is becoming a grandmother and I do like being a grammy.

So I hope that everyone had a good Mother's Day. If your mother is living, I hope you were able to spend some special time with her. If you mother has died, then I hope you were able to take some quiet time to remember her and the times you had together.