The sun beat me home tonight. As I trudged up the subway stairs and saw the sunrise, I knew it was much too late of a night.
Especially with church in the morning. A lady neighbor of mine and her sister, holding a cake, were also walking into my building. She said, "Happy Mother's Day, if you're a mom!" And I said, "Thank you. I appreciate that."
The smallest interaction, even from a stranger, can mean more than you realize. Mother's Day is always a tricky one for me. As I imagine it is for any birth mom without children of her own. I always feel like I'm half of a mother. Like I almost don't deserve this holiday.