I remember this day so clearly. It was my first Mother's Day. The year before on Mother's Day, I didn't have even an inkling what the next year would hold. Then, that year, I got to take my little blessing up and dedicate her to God and myself to leaning on Him to raise her well.
The look on her face cracks me up. I'm feeling good, but she looks a bit skeptical...
And after church, as we walked to the car, she leaned into me and whispered excitedly, "Mama, I want to take you somewhere nice for Mother's Day. Penn Station!" She beamed.
What a little treasure she is. What a joy and a blessing from God. I'm so thankful to be her mama.