Rites of passage. This weekend was full of them.
My third son off to his senior prom.
My baby, my daughter gets her driver’s license.
My second son skypes for a while to take a break from studying for finals at college.
And my oldest gives me this gift, a gift that makes every heartache, every tear, every sleepless night worth the cost of being a mom.
This gift, this video that records moments of motherhood, is meant to honor my mother, his grandmother.
But this gift honors every mom I know…every mom who wonders if her little acts of love are noticed. They are.
Please enjoy this gift, moms, and remember every little act of love are treasures not only to us, but to our children, even when they are grown.