This post has re-written itself since I started working on it a few hours ago. Cadence was with her Dad this weekend. I knew I would see her at some point, but wasn't sure when. I went to church, had lunch with a friend, and scheduled a much-needed massage to help fill the afternoon. My writing was delightfully interrupted when Cadence rang my doorbell. When I greeted her at the door, her hands were full of miscellaneous mother's day gifts: brown paper bags of DQ ice cream, a card, and a canvas.
We hugged and then she showered me with her gifts. “Wait there's more.” Cadence opened her teal purse and presented an opened bag of Jolly Ranchers. “I thought we could share these.”
Months ago at a friend's birthday party she painted a “camo deer head” on canvas and planned to present it to me today. “I know it's not really your style, but I thought the colors fit in with what you want to paint your bedroom.” She is exactly right.
She wrote the following note in my handpicked card: “Dear Mommy, I love you! Hopefully you like the dairy queen ice cream. Happy Mother's Day! Your the Best Mommy in the whole world. How was church today? The Cardinals game was so fun! You are so supportive! I love you! Have a good day! Xoxo Love, Cadence your daughter PS: your the best! (I'm a fan of all her exclamation points and her use of the word supportive.)
Today has exceeded my expectations. I am so determined to make the best of situations like today when I didn't know how much time I'd get to spend with Cadence. These days always go better than I anticipate. The lead-up is usually fraught with more angst than the day itself.
Being newly single also reinforces new perspectives like: Mother's and Father's Days can be hard on single parents when their children aren't old enough to initiate gift-giving or some sort of observance. I do not for a minute take for granted that our dual household is functional. We co-parent well. I know this is not the case for many divorced families, and I am grateful that it is for us.
I am a broken record on this blog: I marvel at how much Cadence and I are thriving in this new life. It takes hard work, and some days are harder than others, but it is worth all of the effort. I am one lucky woman.
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