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.
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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