Where would we be without our mothers? Sure, there's that timeless joke about how none of us would exist without moms, but all joking aside, I think there's a lot of truth in that.
My mom: She loved me before I was born...even before I knew her. She loves me still...even when I'm not the best at reciprocating. She taught me valuable life skills...even when I balked at learning them. She taught me how to cook...even though I only eat sandwiches and cereal now. She taught me how to clean properly...so now I can invite guests over without too much embarrassment. She taught me about right attitudes and caring for others...even when I was too shy to talk to people. She showed me the value of hard work...even when I whined about sweating or getting dirty. She gave up her "wants" so that all of our needs could be met...even when we didn't appreciate it. She has listened to my heartache and felt truly hurt along with me...even when she didn't fully understand. She has been generous and gracious...even when I most certainly do not deserve it. And most importantly, she taught me about Jesus and how to love Him with all my heart, and she sacrificed a great deal to give us the opportunity to build a solid spiritual foundation through Christian schooling in particular...so now I can make this faith my own and embrace God's truths in every part of my life. She has cried with me and prayed for me and loved me my entire life. I am truly thankful!
I'm sure I still cause my mom a lot of grief. I'm sure I still don't appreciate her like I should. It's true...we like to pick on her (all in good fun, of course). I suppose it's like my dad always says...that we pick on each other to show that we love each other. But I hope that I've given her some joy to counteract the grief. I want to make sure she knows that she is appreciated. And I just want to say how much I do love her. I know I don't say it nearly enough.
I love you, momma!!
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