I read Renegade Mothering a lot, and love it a lot too. The post I'm sharing is much more serious than her normal, but I thought it was mindful, and sad, and full of hope.
It reminded me, in an achingly pretty way, how beloved I am by my children. How my hopes for me and them never really separate. How we love each other deeply and without fear because we are attached at the heart forever and ever. And how lucky we all are that I quit drinking before things got ugly and terribly desperate.
Happy Mother's Day y'all. Whether you're a mother to kiddos, or pets, or you just are mothering your own life: it's all important, it all means something.
Oh, and.....Here's the post I was talking about.