If anyone wants to put Mother's Day into perspective you should read Amy's post on her Dandelion Seeds blog. Very profound.

 I miss my friends in MN so very much. With all the sadness of the Johnson's and Horstmann's, I am reminded of how short a time we have on this earth and how precious relationships are. I have been calling members of my own family that I haven't seen since my grandmother passed away at the age of 93 in 1996. It made me realize that I haven't visited Texas often enough and I am trying to put together a family reunion for when I go to Texas in June to pick Carolyn up from my mom's. Hopefully, later this summer I can take Carolyn and visit everyone back in Staples.

On a lighter note, we did get to spend Mother's Day with David's parents. They were here in Colorado delivering some trailers. We spent Saturday and Sunday with them before they had to leave and return to MN. We took them to lunch on Sunday to Texas Roadhouse, a wonderful steakhouse that serves the best honey flavored bread with cinnamon butter. Since I had  had one of my headaches on Saturday and it was still with me on Sunday, I was unable to eat all of my prime rib and was going to have it for supper.

 David and Dad went back to the shop and I was taking Mom and Carolyn to look around a store called Tuesday Morning, which is similar to TJ Max. Before we got there I had to quickly turn a corner to get off of busy North Avenue, open my car door, lean out the door, and in front of God and everyone in Grand Junction (it seemed) lose my lunch. I felt better and told Carolyn and Mom that I sure hoped the street sweeper came by before the construction crew that is working on the new Walgreen's got to work on Monday or they would sure have a disgusting surprise waiting outside the gate.

We went ahead and looked in Tuesday Morning for a few minutes for Mom to get the silicone spatulas that she wanted and find some mirrors that were just what she had been searching for all over Wadena and Brainerd. We then returned home where I promptly went to bed with an ice pack and some medicine. David ate the prime rib.

Carolyn is such a good caregiver. Every time I have a migraine she constantly checks on me and brings me ice packs or anything else I need with no complaints. She hates when I don't feel good . She has even been known to actually clean the house to surprise me when I am up and around again.  I am so thankful for a daughter who is thoughtful and kind.

Carolyn got me the nicest card for Mother's Day. It read as follows:

A mom knows how to be a friend and how to calm a fear.
She knows a cure for every ache and how to dry a tear.

A mom knows she's depended on to always "save the day."
She knows she's needed constantly in every little way.

She knows what being " Mom" demands and everything about it.
And even though she knows she's loved
It doesn't hurt to shout it! Love you, Mom

I felt so warm and fuzzy when I read it and of course kind of proud that my daughter actually thought I was all that. I asked later if she meant everything that was on the card and  to my surprise she said "I just got tired of reading cards and picked one out." So much for pride. Oh, well. I know she loves me and she even called Daniel to remind him to tell me Happy Mother's Day. Of course she called him while I was sitting right across the couch from her and then handed the phone to her grandmother and then to me!

I guess I better quit because this is turning out to be my longest post ever. God bless you all in MN and TX. I miss everyone.
 

Praying for Carol Johnson and the kids. It was a shock to wake up to a 5:30 phone call and hear the news about Tom. Distance may separate us, but my prayers are with you. Naomi, Warren, Laura and Anna, my heart goes out to you all. Carol, I can't imagine what you feel, but will continue to pray for God to wrap His arms around each of you.