Yesterday was Mother’s day, and although I live more than 600 miles away and won’t be back home until next month, my mom was very much on my mind. It’s obvious that her role in my life is an important one, being my mother, caretaker, nurturer, and friend. She has always been there for me, with an unconditional love that is both fierce and tender. I appreciate my mom in so many ways, from the after school healthy snacks to her standing ovation when I sang in the middle school talent show. She encouraged me to check out more books at the library than my arms could carry, gave me sewing lessons, encouraged my interest in art and painting, rooted for me at Tae Kwon Do tournaments, and sat up late with me giggling about the details of my first kiss. She bandaged my scraped knees on more than one occasion (I have never been graceful), forgave me when I cut my dolls hair and then gave my sister a matching hair cut (involving bangs about 1/8 of an inch long), taught me how to wear makeup… and she even loves thrift store shopping more than I do. There is so much more I could say, but it all comes down to the fact that I am blessed with a wonderful mother. I love you mom, happy mother’s day! (photo of my beautiful mother, 1970’s)
