So, I hope you are all aware that Mother's Day is on Sunday. If not, then I'll wait right here while you race down to the store for a card and a BIG bottle of wine, because by God you owe her. Go on. I'll wait.
Okay, ready? (Maybe you should sit down. Wheezing like that can't be good for you.) Anyway, I thought I'd take a moment to celebrate moms! Now that I have children myself, I can properly appreciate just what my mom has done for me over the years.
She read to me, played with me, taught me how to cross the street- and that navy and brown do not match. She told me that the violin was not my strong point but that I was a very talented artist. My mom couldn't French braid to save her life, but she introduced me to the Met, Broadway, Paul Simon's music and goat cheese.
Being a former teacher, my mother has never accepted excuses very well. It's probably why I'm harder on myself then anyone else could ever be- because she taught me that I should set the bar high and expect great things. And from those around me, and to lend a hand, and to lift others up along with you. What you put out into the world will come back to you.
I learned to belly laugh from my mother. Laughter is a commitment- go big or go home. When you hear me really laugh, know that it's a shared trait, that loud hoot of hilarity. It's just one of the many ties that connect me to her, in more ways than blood and bone. We share many of the same views, whether they be political, educational or on just what can induce that deep, belly-aching laughter. We look nothing alike and yet exactly alike. My wide, wide smile is hers, and so is the tendency to tilt my head to the side when someone takes a picture.
|Here is Little Dude & the Prof,|
my little men! :)
On Sunday, I'll be going to my parents' house for dinner, with my own family. I'll give my mom a hug, and we'll sit and chat while our husbands fire up the grill and my boys play in the yard. Looking across the table will be sort of like looking into the future, and although as a teenager that idea gave me the willies, I can now say I'm infinitely grateful for it. My mom's my best friend, always has been and always will be.
Have any memories you would like to share about your mom, someone you know who is a mom, or your own experiences as a mom? Funny or serious- I'd like to hear them! Happy Mother's Day!