I should clarify that My Beloved has never made me feel invisible on Mother's Day. The first one, just two months after Thomas's death, he gave me a card and treated me to pancakes as well as incredible tenderness and love all day long (a routine he repeated last year too). That same year a very good friend of mine sent me a bouquet of flowers, and I just got a Mother's Day card from her in the mail yesterday, despite the fact that she is currently living through her own personal hell at the moment.
I was being overly woe-is-me yesterday. I apologize for being a drama queen.
Heather and Miraclebaby, thank you so much for your incredibly sweet offers to buy me a mom shirt. I'm awed by the kindness and compassion that exists in this small little world we have here in blogland.
Here's what I want you to do though - take the money you would have spent on a shirt and buy something for yourselves - both of you. Chocolate, a movie, a good book - whatever. Knowing you wanted to buy me a shirt is gift enough for me.
Truly, it is.
Thank you, so very, very much.