Today in the United States, we are observing Mother’s Day, which was originally begun as a call by women for peace, but that is another story.
I have been dreading Mother’s Day this year because it is the first since my mom’s death last May. She was under hospice care in the nursing home, but we were still able to be with her and bring cards and flowers and treats. I keep thinking about how different it would have been this year with pandemic protections in place. No visiting is allowed. I know that is necessary to keep the virus away from such vulnerable people, but it must be so difficult today for all those moms, grandmothers, and great-grandmothers to be separated from their loved ones.
I am grateful to have daughter T here with us. We got to videochat with daughter E and granddaughter ABC. ABC showed me a special drawing that she and her dad had made for me for Mother’s Day. They were able to scan it and B printed it for me, so now it is on the mantel. It was fun to see ABC dancing about the living room, to hear her sing and “play” the piano, and hear her ever-expanding vocabulary. She will turn three next month. This is also the first Mother’s Day since they moved to London after E’s spousal visa finally came through. Though I wished E a happy Mother’s Day, the UK celebrated weeks ago.
It has also been unseasonably cold here. We have had snow this weekend, which is late in the spring for us. No outdoor flowers for Mother’s Day gifts this year!
Because of my mood and the pandemic restrictions, our celebration here will be low-key. B made Chelsea buns for breakfast, which were amazingly delicious and hot-from-the-oven. For supper, he is making lasagna, using the recipe that my mom always did. It is definitely the comfort food that I need today.
It was also comforting to watch mass recorded from television. The one I chose was my mother’s favorite when she was homebound for so many months. Of course, they mentioned Mother’s Day and included prayers for mothers. It was another way to remember my mom on this special but difficult day.
Once upon a time, I think I got a year-end summary from WordPress that compared how many people visited the site to various buildings or transportation modes, like trains. You could share it to your blog.
I assumed that WordPress sent us an email with a link to our personal information, although I didn’t remember. I have been on the lookout, though.
I finally searched for my 2015 summary and realized that I had the info well before now. I started searching and found out that, unfortunately, WordPress is not sending out year-end summaries for 2016.
As a (less fancy and engaging) substitute, I am taking a (rare) look at my stats page to share a bit.
In 2016, Top of JC’s Mind had 226 posts, which garnered 7,507 views from 3,578 visitors from 62 countries. (Or thereabouts, given that people who read my blog via email don’t show up in my stats.) The United States, the United Kingdom, and Canada were the top three countries.
The top posts were:
crying does not help dry eyes
Poem: Crowning Glory
Feeling the Bern in Binghamton
the legacy of Father James
It’s a fairly eclectic list, albeit a bit heavy on the personal trauma scale, but that was the kind of year that 2016 was.
I want to thank everyone reading this post and everyone who visited Top of JC’s Mind in 2016.
And thank you to Linda for once again motivating me to get off to a good, energetic start in January with Just Jot It January. No promises, but I’ve made every day so far…
Linda is hosting Just Jot It January again this year. Join us! Details here: https://lindaghill.com/2017/01/06/jusjojan-daily-prompt-jan-617/
WordPress helpfully reminded me that today is the third anniversary of Top of JC’s Mind.
I want to take this opportunity to thank my 783 followers and all those who have visited, read, and/or commented over these past three years.
I have learned so much from blogging and plan to continue.
As my regular visitors know, 2016 has been a challenging year for me personally. I have had to cut back almost totally on my own reading and commenting and have posted less frequently than I would have liked.
Even with that, people have taken the time to read and comment and express their support, prayers, and well wishes as my family continues to navigate multiple family health issues and the mourning process after the death of my mother-in-law, known here on the blog as Grandma.
I have no timeline to get back to a more regular blogging practice. With so many variables out of my control, I have learned not to make promises.
But, please, stay tuned.
WordPress stats can be weird.
At the moment, for today I have 29 views, 20 visitors, 43 likes, and 3 comments.
It seems strange to have more likes than views.
I’m guessing that means that some of the likes are through the reader or through people who get instant email messages of new posts.
Maybe there are reasons I don’t pay that much attention to my stats page…