Mother's Day. Indeed it is.
Now I am not a physical mother. My maternal instincts at no time in my life ever rose above my need for independence. The commitment of raising a child always seemed too overwhelming and scary. After all, you can't go back and say "This isn't for me, I think I'll return them." I do however have a stepmonster...or more to the point: I am his stepmonster and he is mine. I've had him for over 23 years now, watching him grow from a barely teenage boy into a strong, confident man full of understanding and wisdom. On this Mother's Day, I thank him for the love and respect, the IT help and for his appreciation of my baking skills. I guess all women do have the gene to feed their young.
So in honor of my mother, I will offer a taste of the first band to really make her nuts. Knowing my background, who else could it be but The Beatles. We will take a little poetic license here and feature some truly wonderful lyrics. I give you my ode to my Mom.
"When I find myself in times of trouble,
Mother Mary comes to me,
speaking words of wisdom, Let it Be, Let it Be.
And in my hour of darkness,
she is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, Let it Be,
Let it Be, Let it Be, Let it Be, Let it Be
Whisper words of wisdom, Let it Be, Let it Be"
The Beatles "Let it Be"
Don't miss the chance to tell your mother that you love her.
Happy Mother's Day,