For Mother’s Day I wanted to make something special for my Mom because we had an extremely emotion talk the night before.  The talk wasn’t about my Mom but actually about my Dad and how he tried to in vain to instruct me.  There has been a lot of pain through the years as the cycles of instruction never changed through my childhood and even into adulthood other than them becoming less frequent.  When that pain was displayed my mother wept.  She felt that she had failed.  I made this card to show her that she hadn’t.  I made it to show her that laughter, comedy, and good old crafting has helped me develop into a person that isn’t helpless but is proud and actually capable.  I wanted this card to be the embodiment of why my mother did he job well.  My mom would never proudly say those words to the world, but it was her laughter with my jokes that were certainly more crude or vulgar than my mother is that kept me feeling loved, happy, and accepted.

Ironically, or not, I had the epiphany about this concept while in the bathroom.