All that matters is that you ARE. You're a Mom. A daughter. A sister. An Auntie. A Nana. A Best Friend. And yup, the Single Dads playing both parts.
We're all somebody to someone. So tomorrow, Mother's Day, celebrate all those who are in your life, you miss in your life, AND yourself. Don't do a damn thing. Or do all the damn things if you want. And definitely celebrate what makes you who you are.
Be a Lorelai Gilmore. Self made, single Mom. BFF with your kid, just do your best and it will all be ok.
Be a Roseanne. Working class, down to earth Mom. Every day is a struggle but it's all about family at the end of it.
Be a Kitty Foreman. Low key sarcastic homemaker Mom. Perfectly coiffed hair tipping one back with a giggle.
Be a Sophia. Needle sharp one-liners, but a love for the old ways and her family. Picture it. Sicily 1922.
Be a Jill Taylor. Frustrated by the accident prone husband, but always able to juggle 3 boys, her job and her house.
Be a June Cleaver. Immaculate and never showing the effort behind it, even when you're exhausted.
Be a Peg Bundy. Totally nontraditional and an unbreakable spirit. Be fierce, but always be fine.
Be a Carol Brady. Love that blended family girl. You are a kind human to everyone.
Be a Deb Barone. Put up with the inlaws, even when you shouldn't have to. Run that house and love the ones in it.
Be a Marie Barone. Baby those kids, even when they have their own.
Be a Beverly Goldberg. Yenta away. Protect them always, love them your way.
Be a Frankie Heck. Even if you're only holding it together one day at a time, you're doing good mama.
Be a Fran Fine. Love your Mom. Love your Grandma. Love the ones who aren't even your own.
Be Yourself. Because whatever you're doing, you're doing it the best way you know how. And you're doing great.
You deserve the best. And tomorrow you ARE the best. You're the best of us. You hold us all together, even when we're falling apart.
So here's to the lovers, the fighters. To the nice, the naughty, the funny, the serious.
To the young, the young at heart. The mamas, the aunties, the sisters, the daughters, the grannies, the dads.
To the bakers, the makers, the growers. The movers, the shakers, the love makers. The new, the soon, the grown.
To those who don't, the ones that can't, the ones that take on. The couples, the singles, the blended.
To the workers, the dream makers, the homemakers. The patient, the saint, the forgiving, the bears.
To the humble, the reliable, the selfless. The forgiving, the resilient, the reliable, the consistent.
To the flexible, the adaptable, the ever changing. The classic, the unique, the future.
To the tradition keeping and the tradition making. The helicopters, the crunchies, the type A's, the free rangers.
Keep going, be you and kick some ass!
Yours in badassery,
Cara
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