One day, I hope to have something that looks like me tell me “Happy Mother’s Day.”
Until that day arrives, I’m gonna call me mum, tell her how much I love her,
listen to her get upset about something I did years ago, and thank her for putting up with my shenanigans and not leaving me in a basket under a bridge.
I spoke too soon. Colin called me today wishing me a happy Mother’s Day. That kinda gave me anxiety. Shit, I think that should give EVERYONE anxiety. Alex took it in stride though; I guess he’s cool with being an uncle.