I have a wonderful mom. A mom who listened, cared, kept secrets, read between the lines, and did what was best for children. She was always willing to go shopping with me, even if it was only window shopping. She knew when I needed advice and when I just needed someone to listen to me. When I had to go to the doctor 5 times in 3 months she never complained. Here are some of my favorite memories of my mom.
When I was a senior in high school I was in Chatelaines (the women's show choir), the school musical, and taking a CE medical terminology class. One day all these thing started to pile up on each other. I had to stay after school to take a test for my med. term test, for a dance practice for Chatelaines, and a rehearsal for the school play. I came home frustrated. When I went to take my test all the computers were full, but I couldn't stay and wait because I had to get to practice. During Chatelaine practice we stayed longer then was planned and didn't get everything done that we needed to because no one would focus (at least that is what it felt like). Play practice went fine, but by that time I was already incredibly frustrated. I came home frustrated and not knowing how I was going to do everything, but also knowing that I did NOT want to give anything up. My mom that something was wrong and asked. I burst into tears and told her about my dad, and about my worries. My mom let me cry a little knowing that I needed it and then proposed a plan of action. It was a simple plan but could be done. My favorite part of the plan was my mom saying the most important thing is that you keep yourself healthy so that you don't fall behind and that starts with a good breakfast. Tomorrow I will drop you off be fore school starts so you can take your med. term test, and then I will check you out of your first period class, and we will go get breakfast. I was shocked at my mom telling me that she was going to help me ditch class, but it was exactly was I needed, a little time to relax.
I got my wisdom teeth taken out on a Friday and spent most of the weekend sleeping. On Sunday I was determined to go to church I woke took my medicine and started getting ready. Not longer after I started to feel dizzy. Dizziness was one of the side effects of the medicine, but because I had slept the two days before I didn't know that I would be effected like that. When I started to feel dizzy, I sat on the edge of my mom's bed. My mom saw me and asked what was wrong. I told that I was dizzy and that I thought I had gotten up to fast. My mom worked in a dentist office and knew better. She promptly told me that I was not going to church and to lay down. My mom could always tell when I was faking, even if it was faking being okay.
When I was in jr. high in had a really big crush on a boy (I know who didn't), but I wouldn't tell any body because I was afraid of being teased. My mom found out anyway. She was great, she didn't make fun of me, but she didn't want to know who it was. I didn't tell her because I knew that even though she didn't make fun of me, if the sibling found out they would. Finally when we were all alone she convinced me to tell her promising that she wouldn't let my sibling find out. I told her and she kept that promise. Not only did she never let them find out about that crush, she never let them find out about any crush after that unless it was okay with me. This was one of the biggest reasons I trusted my mom. Soon I not only told my mom about my crushes I told her about everything. I told her about friend trouble, school trouble, boy trouble. I was never afraid to tell her about things that I would have been embarrassed to tell someone else. She was wonderful at keeping me secrets.
I'm so thankful for my mother she has taught me so many wonderful things. I'm sure that I couldn't even name all the things that she had taught me and done for me. I love my mom.
Slightly switching gears I am so thankful for all the wonderful mother's and women in my life. My mom, grandmas, and aunts have all been great examples to me. I'm also thankful for the new women in my life my mother-in-law, and my husband's grandma's and aunt. I know that Eric's loves his mom, and that she has been a wonderful example to him. I'm thankful for the women who helped Eric become the wonderful man that he is. I'm so happy that I now get to call these wonderful women family. These women have welcomed me into their family and shown my so much kindness. I'm so excited to get to know them better.
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