It is a little late, but I would like to say Happy Mother's Day to all out there to whom it applies. Today, we, the Raviolis, spent the day much like any other sunday. Our grand plan to go out to breakfast was smashed, as many of our plans are, by the greedy bill collector. Add to that the fact that, like most of America, we are slowly drowning. It has been hard on Tab and I, keeping this ship afloat. At times, it seemed as if it was more than we could take. And everytime we seem to get to a place where things are better, the world turns upside down again. No matter what happens though, I find that the struggle makes us stronger and our love grows. Even when it seems as if universe wants to tear us asunder, we manage to fight through. Happy Mother's Day Tabba. I love you. "When the storm comes, you shelter me..."
About me
- Tabba
- A wife, a mother, a friend. A lover of music, beautiful things, simple things, weighty things, a thinker, a wanderer, a student, and a fiesty fireball. A woman who is all of those things and more. A woman who is trying to matter, and who is trying to leave little more than her footprints behind and a legacy of hope, goodness, and sass behind her in her wake and in the hearts of her two kids. This is just the beginning. Are you ready for the rest of the ride?
5 ripples in the pond:
you are so sweet, Rav
you are a good man, mr ravioli! we too have had that feeling of the world conspiring against us lately, but you will get through it. we find laughing at it helps...
Beautiful and sweet.
I hear you about that bill collector, and about feeling like we're drowning...hang in there--it's all we can do.
Happy Mother's Day, Tabba.
like the 5$ bouquet i received? the sweet words in a little card? from a guy who knows i'm a mom, but didn't father my kids? yeah. oh, the sweetnes... you sweet men. i adore you.
happy mother's day, tab.
This was lovely and oh, I hear you about debt.
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