So, I know I totally missed Mother’s Day. My bad. But I got to thinking today that you all might begin to think that I don’t love my mom nearly as much as I love my dad, seeing as how I blog about father/daughter bonding on a regular basis and haven’t had much to say about my mom lately. Well, there are really two reasons for that.
1. My dad reads my blog.
2. Mom doesn’t.
Okay, but that’s a lame reason to forget Mother’s Day (on my blog. In real life I totally called my mom!). So without further ado, I’d like to give you several reasons why I LOVE my mom and think she’s just about the coolest ever!
First, she’s put up with me for nearly 30 years. Okay, so I’m not quite 30, but there’s that whole 9 month pregnancy thing … And that was probably the easy part. I’ve always been what you might call … independent. And while she doesn’t always understand me, she’s always supported me. And let’s not even go into those jr. high and high school years.
My mom is a realist. I am an optimist. Sometimes we just can’t see eye to eye on things. I want to believe only the best will happen. She wants to be practical. Her view isn’t always what I want to hear, but it’s usually what I need to hear. Tempered with her experience and love, it’s right on.
Mom’s my travelling buddy. We’ve been on plane rides and road trips and just about everything in between. And we always seem to have a blast. From mistaking the light at the end of an airplane wing for another plane (that was her) to the ugly realization that some flavors should never be made into jelly beans (that was me), we’ve learned a lot about travel and even more about each other.
And don’t even get me started on her grandmothering skills! I didn’t get to share a close relationship with my grandmas while I was growing up, so when I watch her with my nieces and nephews, I know how blessed they are.
If you haven’t told your mom that you love her lately, don’t wait until next Mother’s Day to do it. So, I love you, Mom! (Dad, will you pass the word along to her?)