On Being Shallow, Part Two

Well, I checked my Facebook page yesterday morning, and found that my daughter had indeed posted a nice acknowledgement to me late on Mother's Day night. I thought I should feel guilty for casting aspersions on my children earlier, but I actually felt relieved, and a little curious.  It's almost as if Jenny, at least, might be reading my blog posts, although I'm pretty sure that none of my kids even knows I have one. In any case, my bruised ego has been assuaged, and I take back everything I said about my allegedly ungrateful children. I was just in a bad mood. There is both pain and joy in loving. On Sunday I was feeling the pain; today I feel the joy.