Mother's Day was once a very difficult time for me. Every year as it approached, I would spend several hours crying in my therapist's office, wishing I could just ignore the whole event. It wasn't about my mother; it was about me, as a mother. I felt like I was a terrible mother, that I didn't deserve to be recognized or honored on that day. And
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Big HUGS!
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Hugs!
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*HUGS*
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