Mother's Day to me is not about the gifts. My husband lucks out because I really do not expect him or even want him to buy me jewelry, chocolates or flowers. Or anything for that matter.
But, I will accept a thoughtful gift from the heart. One that's picked especially for me.
It's about the thought.
It's about appreciating, marveling and being thankful-
That the little boy we're raising takes it upon himself to spend 20 minutes collecting flowers for his mama.
But they were picked with love, one by one. Can't ask for a better gift than that.
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