I received four happy Mother's Day phone calls from my children. Two were sweet and loving, along with flowers and chocolates. The other two came from my bipolar childen. They too were sweet and loving, but had an extraordinary definition of love. One of my bipolar children reminded me that I would not recive a gift today, because my birthday and Mother's Day are less than a month apart. The other child had to be reminded by his father that today is Mother's Day, and to give Mom a call. He did call me, however, before wishing me happy Mother's Day, he reminded me that I already know that I am a Mother, but most importantly, he said that I was a good Mother everyday of the year and he didn't understand why children only think of their Mother one day of the year, and that being a Mother is not a holiday.
Being a parent of a bipolar child truly tests your ability to love from a place that we can't even imagine. My bipolar children reminded me how important love can grow. Love is deeper than our eyes can see.
Some people may read this and think those bipolar children really don't know what today is all about. However, for me, I know for sure, because of their challenges, they have taught me how to love, honor, and respect them as well as myself.
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Yesterday, today, and tomorrow will always be Mother's Day!