I'm in the group of individuals that have deceased moms. I'm a giver more so than a taker. My children began the weekend on Thursday by hand selecting little gifts. I have one homemade card made at school. My oldest didn't have cash to buy the plants for sale at school. One of my friends declared it a pj day for herself. Just quiet pampering as it's the first without her mom. We had takeout and a quiet day. A ritual that I nearly forgot was having lobster. My mom loved lobster. Yesterday was a fluke because the restaurant that we ordered from was chosen for me. It wasn't on the menu. It used to be. I asked, although I had a backup option. I actually made the lobster about me instead of my mom, which signifies a growth. It's been 6 years since my mom passed away. It's understood that I need a little alone time. I found out that my paternal gram used to like being alone. My stepmom told me that my dad would take off on her because he assumed that's the norm. Her mom died when she was 16. My dad missed the point.