I find Mother’s Day to be bittersweet. On one hand, it’s a glorious day that celebrates all moms everywhere. An excuse (like we need one) to pamper them with breakfast in bed, pedicures and armfuls of fresh flowers. On the other, sometimes our moms are, as in my case, far away, or worse, gone. I can’t imagine, and, frankly don’t want to imagine, what Mother’s Day is like for those of you who have lost your mom. My heart goes out to you.
I am one of the lucky ones. I have many moms in my world. My wonderfully fiery and feisty mom (70’s pic), who resides in Hawaii, and is likely making pancakes for my dad tomorrow. I hope someone brings her tiramisu. Adam’s mom, Kathy, is just short drive away and, in the 3 years that I’ve known her, has not only become a mom to me, but one of my closest and dearest friends. My friend Beth’s mom (gorgeous blonde in black and white photo) has been a creative inspiration (gave me my first camera) to me for the past 20 years. And, then there is my Grandma. She loved soap operas (stories), and romance novels. She died many years ago, but I still occasionally dream of her and her rice pudding.
I don’t have a recipe for you today. The oatmeal scones were pre-mixed and gifted to us on Christmas (a gift from yet another of my favorite moms). I’m sure I could find the recipe, but I kind of like that it’s a bit of a mystery.
So cheers to all the beautiful moms out there! I hope your day is abundant with love and well-deserved pampering ♥