It's Mother's Day! For years, I have deeply struggled with Mother's Day. While I love my own mother deeply, it's been hard to celebrate a day that brings with it such mixed feelings. I don't know what I expected for this Mother's Day... I certainly didn't have any expectations or desires of grand gestures or celebrations. What I didn't expect (and should have) was anger and frustrations. While making dinner the other night, Ryan brought up the subject of Mother's Day... and my boy looked right at me and said "I don't have to be nice to you, you're not my mom." Of course, tears sprung into my eyes. Not because I was hurt - I know I'm not his mom. Not surprise - I know how he feels about it. I guess it was just the hurt and shock that the hardest day of my year is also the hardest day of his year. Later that night, he came to me and asked why I was sad... I explained that Mother's Day always makes me sad because I don't...