Mother's Day came and went as everything does. It was a good day.
This is one of my favorite times of year because it brings me back to the time when my son was born.
I remember fondly taking him for warm, sunny walks in my neighborhood, quiet afternoons while he napped, and time spent putting together his first photo albums.
Our son was born 10 months after my husband came home from Iraq. After he returned from his deployment, we got off the rollercoaster and found a new road.
This road has certainly been winding, but all roads lead to Home.