i don't have anything profound to say about mothers, or being a mother. i wish i did - something to move you to laugh or cry, or call your mom... but i don't. so i borrow this from de caussade, knowing that it applies to the relentlessness of motherhood, but also to the relentlessness of whatever your day holds for you. "the events of every moment are stamped with the will of God... there is nothing trivial about our passing moments, as they enclose the whole kingdom of holiness and the food on which angels' feed."
but i do hope you called your mom. :)
it's cool and rainy in the carolina's today - lovely, really. i hope wherever you are today you find a bit of contentment unexpectedly.