I can hear the sounds of my family downstairs. Danille's delighted squeals because her brother, De Wet surprised her with some " One Direction " songs he recorded on her iPod . Laughter. Deep voices of my grown up boys having a conversation with their dad. The smell of chicken casserole wafting upstairs. Niel is making it. I can smell he put bacon in, because he knows I love it like that.
I am surrounded by messy reminders of this morning when they were all on my bed , wishing me a happy Mothers Day. It is a safe feeling...having your whole family on the same bed with you.
She writes a long message in her larger than life homemade card, about how she is going to live with me for ever and ever and ever, and although I get annoyed at her brothers sometimes, she promises never to annoy me.These last couple of years we have had some hard times, frustration, and fears. 99% of which were either directly or indirectly due to green-card and immigration issues. In moments of frustration I have asked myself why things just won't work out already!
Today I realize that the really important things never needed fixing in the first place. I have three wonderful, caring children and a daughter-in law
who are each individuals in their own right, and whom I love hanging out with. A loving husband who understands me so well and who makes me feel special and desirable. A beautiful home (that might not always be as clean as I would like it), good friends and sisters who love me....
It is Mothers Day and I am wearing a duct tape bow in my hair because my life is perfect. 
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