It always rains on me in Puerto Rico and that’s ok. I am on a girls’ weekend in Ocean Park. We stay at the Número Uno Guest House. My two friends have been coming to this same place for eight years. My first trip here was their second year. It poured. And poured. We spent a lot of our time huddled on the wrought iron couches listening to the rain on the tin roof while deeply immersed in our books. My second trip here was their fourth year. It poured and was windy, but we did have a couple nice beach days. And now on my third trip here, I find all five (every year there is a different cast of characters who join the original two) of us huddled together in the courtyard talking about going to lunch; however there isn’t any power so we will just have to make due with the hunk of Manchego.
It’s ok that it rains because we are still relaxing. We still don’t have to check email. We don’t have to figure out how to entrain children in the downpour. We don’t have to do anything except be thankful that we can take this time out to recharge. We are milking our time in the rain, together but alone in our books and our thoughts (and drinks.)
I spent a lot of time worrying about leaving my family for four days. But my wonderful husband reminded me in his way that if I didn’t enjoy myself this time would be wasted. So therefore it goes to support the great advice – if you are going to do something do it well.
Mother’s Day is more special to me every year – especially as my family has grown against the odds. I now have three beautiful thriving children. I also have family and friends and a great nanny who support us. We are fortunate enough to afford a nice life with clothing, shelter, food and fun. I count my blessings everyday day, sometimes more often.
Digitas, my second home, has been working on promoting Cradles to Crayons these last few months. The team produced a wonderful video to get out the word about the organization who takes care of the more than 305,000 children in MA who need assistance. Here is the link to a 3 minute video, it’s well worth the time. You can also friend them on Facebook and follow them on Twitter. We are currently working on a collection of goods drive, so if you want me to bring anything in get it to my house by Monday night. You can also drive the stuff to their collection facility in Brighton.
I am also thinking about military families. I grew up an Air Force brat, my mom had me when she was 21 and moved to Texas two months after I was born. She didn’t have a support system or very much money – but my parents had a lot of love. I am thankful she was too young to know the difference and living in a time where that was enough.
However today’s military families are working hard to make ends meet and to raise their children when the moms and dads are gone for long assignments in the Middle East. My thoughts are with them.
My Mother’s Day thoughts are also consumed with four strong women who are elderly, ill and grappling with the last stages of life. The struggle is that we know we all die, but it’s how that happens and when that is hard to watch and hard to do gracefully.
So Happy Mother’s Day to everyone who is happy or struggling or healthy or ill. We need to milk the Happy and Healthy moments for those who can’t do it themselves.