Doiron calls me “mama” and as of this week sometimes just “ma,” hearing this sound out of his mouth melts my heart every time. There’s this new book out, I’ve heard the author interviewed several times on different platforms “All Joy and No Fun” I haven’t read it yet, and I don’t think I will. Sure being a parent means I don’t go out every week with my girlfriends and miss out on many things others describe as “fun” but this, motherhood, is what I was made for (and running a few kick ass stores). Apparently there are studies out there showing that people with children are less happy, and that may be true for some, and that’s ok. But I feel fully confident in saying that nothing has made me happier than having two sticky hands wrap around my neck and two drooly lips pucker for a kiss. Ironic, I suppose, that I’m now going to share this video that made me bawl like a little baby. And yes, some of them were from sadness, but mostly they are tears of disbelief that I get to experience the love of a mother which comes in many shapes and from many circumstances, but nonetheless a love that some may never feel. Enjoy this short film, and take what you will from it, for me, I take away a feeling of gratitude for every. single. bit. of my life. (even the credit card debt). Thanks for visiting, Je t’aime.