Happy Mother’s Day to all the mothers out there!
I was sometimes called a “girly-girl” which I don’t get except I was very slight of frame and quiet. I didn’t wear ruffles or pink but preferred a book to sports, kittens to dogs and giggling to gossip.
I grew to love pink, ruffles and lace as I got older and I don’t mean as an old lady, but even into my 30’s I grew fond of the romantic look in clothing and decor.
Reflections are all around us daily but I’m reflecting internally about the time in my life when I actually “mothered.” I am still a mother but am no longer allowed to act like one. That sucks.
Reflections of home.
Reflections in nature.