Moms Are Special... Especially Mine!

Happy Monday, Everybody!

I trust that you all had a great Mother’s Day weekend.

This is the second year in a row where I’ve celebrated Mother’s Day without my mom—for obvious reasons, of course. I did talk to her, though. Here’s the craziest thing: She called me on Saturday evening, around 11:45pm CST, and we talked until 1am CST. Seeing as how it was already Mother’s Day in Mississippi, I went ahead and gave my Mother’s Day greetings. And just to go on record, I called my mom yesterday morning around 8am CST to wish her an official Happy Mother’s Day (Cali time, anyway).

As for me, I spent this Mother’s Day weekend with my Aunt Donna. I figured that since my own mother is a thousand-plus miles away, I could still celebrate it with a strong motherly matriarch in Memphis. And as per usual, it was some kinda crowded when Aunt Donna and I went to church. The sermon came from Proverbs 31:10, with the subject “Mother Dearest.” Aunt Donna’s pastor preached real good, too; he made mention that mothers are a gift from God, and whether she is alive here or translated to life everlasting, we are to be grateful that The Lord blessed us with that wonderful lady we call Mom.

Aunt Donna’s pastor also said that moms are special, and when he said that, I got to thinking: Everyone with whom I come in contact boasts that they’ve got the greatest mother in the world. Neo Theo talks about his mom with such fondness and respect, and Ruby is not shy of letting the world know that her mom is the greatest of them all. Me personally, I know my mom is the best there is, the best there was, and the best there ever will be, but I must take into account that I can say that about Mrs. Danielle Stewart on account of she is my mom. I’ve concluded that everyone holds their mom in high regard, so there’s no need to get into an argument over why one mom is better than another.

Oh, by the way: When I got home from church yesterday, I told my mom that she was the greatest mama in the world. She laughed and said, “I know I am, Smurfette—that’s because I’m the onliest mama you’ll ever had, and that’s what makes me special!”

Okay, y’all—I gotta get going, but I’ll holla at y’all later.

Peace Out!
Natasha