Catherine Falls Commercial/Moment/Getty ImagesI was great at Mother’s Day when I was a little girl. I always treated it like my mom’s own personal Christmas Day, like I was her mom and she was my only child. I got excited about spoiling her, about picking flowers from the neighbor’s garden and putting them in a vase for her, about writing her a poem in a homemade card at school. I remember not being able to sleep on Mother’s Day eve for all the excitement, the joy I planned to spread for her the next day. In some ways, we were both at our best on Mother’s Day. I loved being the boss, and I thi...
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