Saturday, May 14, 2011

Mom. Mommy. Ma. MaMa. Love You

The title of this blog is the title to the poem Kenny wrote me for Mother's day.

It is a beautiful poem and it's mine so I won't share the whole thing, but I will share a few lines.

Some were funny:
I know you love old western flicks
My loving mother picks
Out freaking amazing socks (yes I do try very hard to find socks that match my boys. I'm glad he noticed)

Some were compliments:
An amazing will

Some were filled with gratitude:
Thank you for everything you've done

I've waited a long time for my poem. It was worth the wait.

Kenny has been in bed since Mother's Day. He has gone to a few AA meetings, met once with his job coach, mowed the lawn, and last night he went bowling with friends. Other than that he has been in bed. He has missed doctors appointments and other appointments. I want so badly for him to feel the sun on his face and be happy.
This is one of my favorite pictures of Kenny