Another glorious sunshine day, a day to deck the Chiesa di San Gottardo with first roses and fling the doors open for the San Gottardo mass.
To all ye who took on the worst paid job in the world, the job with no fixed hours, no holidays, no pay, no early retirement, and definitely no promotion prospects (unless you happen to be Her).
To all ye who opted for a relationship with no chance of divorce. For cold little hands creeping into yours. For unthinking trust and innocent love and small-body cuddles that never end. For the pleasure of seeing the world through the eyes of a child. For the privilege of watching them grow, learn, strive and succeed.
Happy Festa della Mamma!
Sounds like par for the course to me. Just think of your grandma with eleven to deal with. The Monday washday was a sight to behold with the flaming fires under the copper, boiling all that linen and then all those meals to prepare. Ouch.
ReplyDeleteAnd happy Festa Della Mamma to you as well, Louise. Wonderful post!
ReplyDeleteMay you be blessed on Mother's Day and always! Beautifully written post!
ReplyDeleteWho would have thought you of all people would have enjoyed motherhood so much? You were always the woman "most likely not to become..."
ReplyDeleteGot to be an AJ picture with all that precise colouring in!!! Happy Mothers Day - you deserve the best.
ReplyDeleteTo you too. Beautifull post.
ReplyDeleteJust wonderful!
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