Yesterday was Mothers Day and I had five reasons to celebrate-- both my mother and Richard's mother are alive and well and I have three healthy children. I rejoice in my blessings! I am very thankful for what I have, but something else I have is an empty chair. It sits right next to mine at our table. I suppose I could get rid of it, but I like to fill it with guests whenever possible so I leave it there. Most days that chair does not bother me. Most days I don't give it a second thought. But on Mothers Day I see the empty chair and it makes me sad. My sadness doesn't keep me from being happy for the chairs that are full. I know that those too will be empty someday as my children grow up.
So on Mothers Day as I reflect on what was, what is, and what will be, I experience both pleasure and pain.