My one and only child is clear across the country on Mother’s Day.
And I blame Donald Miller.
Back when she was in high school she read Through Painted Deserts, she’s wanted to visit Portland ever since.
So she booked her flight not realizing…
I awoke this morning to a text that was time-stamped 2:30 am: “landed in Portland.”
At 12:30 pm Detroit time, 9:30 am Portland time, I sent her a text: “Safe and sound?”
Because that’s all a mama wants on Mother’s Day.
Especially when mama’s personality type is INFJ – The Protector.
“yes. Happy Mother’s Day. Love You!”
“first stop: Breakfast at a Swedish restaurant
Danish pancakes with lemon curd and lingonberries”
Love you, too, baby girl. Keep the pics coming.
Light & life 
Great post, especially the Swedish breakfast! (Love lingonberries after living in Sweden as a child)
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Where in Sweden did you live?
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Solentuna, suburb of Stockholm (my dad was there for a couple of years)
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My daughter is half Swedish. Some of her dad’s people had a pottery factory near Helsingborg.
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Happy & Blessed Mother’s Day to you Julie!
Enjoy the pics and the pancakes!
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Thank you!
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I understand the mixed feelings… I always wanted to see my kids happy, and when I can say on Mother’s Day that they are, then all is well! Glad you see it that way too! Next year may be different!
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