First of all. I realize lots of people don’t have a mom. Very sad. No matter when/how that loss happened, emotionally or physically, I recognize it’s a huge loss if you’re missing your mother. I guess I wanted to start with that.
It’s awkward, writing about something you know could cause someone pain. So please understand that I speak from a heart of gratefulness, and realize it’s a massive blessing that my mother is still with me, here on this earth and not just in my heart and memory.
I could really speak for a very long time about all the things I love about Mom. I’m amazed. Well, today’s her birthday.
In addition to my husband, she’s one of the hardest working people I know. Yet she insists that each birthday she’s going backwards and that one of these days we’ll be the same age. I love that.
Mom is a P.E. teacher. At Rock Prairie Elementary School. Full-time. She teaches like 60 kids at a time. And they are not always quiet… Kyler and I went to visit her school bout a month ago. Wow, is she ever the best P.E. teacher. They love her. She loves them. It’s amazing to watch. I’m so happy my husband could see her in action. Oh! She was MY P.E. teacher like decades ago. No kidding…
My Mom is also one of my best friends. I think I can tell her everything. I’ve told her about the times I snuck out in high school. The times I lied in junior high. Of course I told her years later. And she already knew. I mean, it’s not like you can really MISS the slash in the screen on the window. In the Texas country, the wind doesn’t help.
We’ve laughed a lot over the last ten years as our relationship has grown very strong and deep. Mom and I can be a lot alike, which of course spells T-E-N-S-I-O-N. She has been patient and forgiving, and let’s me be her friend too. I’m grateful we are best friends. She has wonderful other best friends too.
Mom has twelve grandchildren and several in heaven. She’s the best “MeeMee” there is. She’s housed her adult children in times of desperate need. She’s learned along the way. We all have. She’s amazing. We love her.
My Mom is also one of my best friends. I think I can tell her everything. I’ve told her about the times I snuck out in high school. The times I lied in junior high. Of course I told her years later. And she already knew. I mean, it’s not like you can really MISS the slash in the screen on the window. In the Texas country, the wind doesn’t help.
We’ve laughed a lot over the last ten years as our relationship has grown very strong and deep. Mom and I can be a lot alike, which of course spells T-E-N-S-I-O-N. She has been patient and forgiving, and let’s me be her friend too. I’m grateful we are best friends. She has wonderful other best friends too.
Mom has twelve grandchildren and several in heaven. She’s the best “MeeMee” there is. She’s housed her adult children in times of desperate need. She’s learned along the way. We all have. She’s amazing. We love her.
My Mom is the most teachable person I know. She’s not one of those people who has become set in her ways. Even over the last decade I’ve seen massive transformations in her. She delights me. She pleases God. And when she doesn’t, she pleases Him by acknowledging a fall, but accepting his mercies and grace. Thankfully, they are new for us every single day.
My Dad is no longer able to say “thank you” or do much of anything for himself. Though I found out late last night that he still wants to feed himself. Sassy. I love it. She still serves him, and loves him more than ever before. I’m so proud to see this love. And grateful.
I love this woman and am so proud to have her in my life. Thank you, God. Happy birthday, Mom!! I love you!
